microdosing on vulnerability by saying 'yeah..........' in the tags of poems i rb that i identify with

Capitalism kills art

GOD I just want to be CREATIVE but all my energy is being used to survive

this is one of those "you put it into words" kind of posts. right on.

idk how you guys can send anon hate, like i can’t even send a nice anon without being scared that i didn’t hit anon and now they know

yoongi’s birthday countdown d-1 → relatable moments

who else is in the mood to walk barefoot over the moors in a blood-red velvet ballgown w anguish in ur soul and wet leaves in ur hair while the wind blows moodily and dramatically?

can we all get mcdonalds afterwards

we all deserve it so yes absolutely. my treat

Me when i see a wild animal in a metropolitan area: reclaim your space, we are the invaders, retake what is yours

That side of depression

Why do people never talk about the part of depression when you just don’t want anything anymore? Everybody talks about when it hurts like hell, when you cry, when you cut, when you take drugs, when you break down. But no one ever talks about when you just lay down in your room, with a hole inside of you that you don’t know how to fill, and you don’t want to do anything even the things you usually like. So you just spend your day kinda waiting for it to end. And it’s horrible because you feel empty and guilty for that at the same time. 

unrestrained summer fun