Another Charity Match, Another Doodle

the last 30 minutes of 17, literally at the edge of seventeen

Seventeen a number not as significant as the number 18 nor 16, but even with its insignificance it has been the year of growth for me. I’m very insecure in my relationships with my friends and always felt like they didn’t see me as their friend as much as I was seeing they as mine. Therefore my FOMO was through the roof, I spent a lot of nights just laying in my bed wallowing in my anxiety just thinking of stupid things like this. Now at the edge of seventeen (which is such a cute John Hugh-ish movie) I’ve found myself coming to peace more and focus more on my mental health than trailing after my friends just because of my FOMO.

So seventeen it’s been real, peace

Me may 17th: I’m gonna watch one episode of season 2 13rw each day. I’m not gonna binge.

Me may 19th at 7am: I watched it all.

Status quo: desperately trying to dodge Infinity War spoilers on tumblr

Boredom turned to mister fancy plant-man.

REBLOG IF TWIST AND SHOUT FUCKING RUINED YOU

Watching this is us for the first time on your period is a magical experience

Its one am and I’m barely keeping myself awake b cause I have a fundamental need for Snape to like me

The moment when the period cramps hit you H A R D

true story

fomo is ruining my mental health