“what is the purpose of philosophy if not to find increasingly convoluted ways to call historical figures gay.”
reading back an email i sent to my english teacher while i was having an episode and holy shit
sorrry for the misinformation. i’m still fucked up. love isn’t healing but it makes the sickness more bearable.
im basically normal if you really dont think about it
cant recommend this enough but if youre able you should go on walks every day. like fuck weather fuck circumstance uust go outside. got rained on today and it was blissful. even just sit outside get fucked up by crazy ass wind youll never forget how small you are and rememebr everything matters
Sometimes I just like... breathe. Like, oxygen. You know? Like I just am alive. Not sure if other people can relate, but sometimes I live. Not sure if I'm the only one who does this lol
you’re not evil girl you’re just lonely and no one has cared for you in a while and its making you crazy can you go get a fucking chai latte or something
they may be doomed by the narrative but atleast they had gay sex