“Our Great Depression Is Our Lives”
people are always like “are you a morning person or a night person” and I’m just like buddy I’m barely even a person
Leave quiet people alone. Stop forcing them to talk if they don’t want to.
me, all the time: i could just die and not have to do this
i wish i could quietly just stop existing without hurting anyone
“My Flaws Burn Through My Skin Like Demonic Flames From Hell”
“I want to be miserable with you for the rest of our lives…”