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Where did all my motivation go
Girls are like “I’m fine!” and then consume thousands of words of fanfiction to cope with their exhausting modern lives
Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week. Nothing I’m stressed about will matter in a week.
the insanity of never knowing without absolute certainty that there is a divinity and yet longing it to be true so wholeheartedly. the cursing and the begging to not be forgotten. the suffering and the righteous hatred. the wanting that it was not all for nothing. the terror of being right. the aching loneliness of being yourself because there is no one quite like you and so that means there will be no one who quite understands.
the endless cycle of the snake eating its own tail.
"you need therapy" no, I need a million fucking dollars
GIRL WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN 💔💔💔
I'M FAILING LIKE THREE CLASSES AND IT'S THE FINAL QUARTER 🥀🥀💀💀