i always feel like i’m on auto and pilot

ayo this shit banging fr (eating aquarium gravel in a state of complete mental ruin)

Stg these people LOVE to ask how long something will take without providing any detail. "How long is the full production process from pricing to delivery?" Well, depending on the scope, time of year, number of materials, length of materials, review process, mid-stream changes and customer response turnaround, I'd say between eight weeks and eleven months.

current mood is wanting to watch videos of blorbo but feeling embarrassed abt it

Its been THREE EPISODES and I already love Luke Danes so much what the hell

finished amphibia n i dont think an episode has ever made me cry so hard

wanna feel something other than fucking broken

feeling paralyzingly numb

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  Alberich never quiet liked how wet Liurnia was. A northerner by birth, he was used to much harsher weather. Snowfall all year around and harsh winds that tore at your coat and hair, which made frost seep into your very bone. But it was all temporary, the cold could come and go, especially near a source of heat. The wetness never left. It continued to linger, making his hair and clothes feel damp and dirty under the sun. At least the weather had been good today. Fog in Liurnia made the half-submerged streets even harder to see while traveling. It all was suffocating.

   He felt far better now that he had reach the highway towards the Manor, along the cliffs. An endless pursuit of knowledge, that was what had led him behind the towering walls once before to converse with another likeminded sorcerer. Moons had passed since then and either his memory had been off, or he was lost. These woods did not quiet line up with what was drawn on his map. Did he take a wrong turn?

i just need to just fucking make my pjo side blog already before i explode

Ah 'm gonna cry in the bathroom

its like i wanna have someone and be loved and laid, but i also dont want the risk or drama 

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the curse of critical thinking is that during a deep lit mags archive dive u will read a short story abt an student athlete spending offseason w her sports friend's father who is also some guy who handles professional sports stuff for her in his job that she is in a casual relationship w and then u spend the next fucking month trying to unpack the stylistic choices and craft of it to figure out how it manages to create the tone it does

bro I think I'm going to far with this whole eating disorder shit. It's hard for me to get up without feeling weak or wanting to throw up

Oh god I'm so not ready for 3am I might just starting crying out of fear

Bad news: I've adopted "girl" into my every day vocabulary. Girl help

This is both a rant and a plea abt my declining mental wellness

If that ain't your thing and/or you're not in the right mindset for this, please scroll past.

Friends help, I need a lil advice:

How does someone with parents with not-so-good opinions on mental health start a conversation on how shit their mental health is?

I'm kinda worried about myself and want to seek accommodation but to do that I have to outwardly express that somethings not working as it should be and everytime I've expressed this my parents would just tell me I'm fine and that there can't be anything "wrong" with me because I've been surviving this long.

Also would anyone happen to know of anywhere I can ask and get advice for this question? Ik tungle.hellsite isn't the best place for this but this is the only social media I have.

He’s holding a bottle of vinegar thats half full

“Cowards-”