My cat, angry that I won’t let him eat styrofoam and die: Meow! Meow! Meow! Meow! Meow meow!
Me: cry about it you stupid fuck
Vintage rose waxstamp with rose scented sealing wax, for the ultimate love letter aesthetic🌹💕
There is a point where you have to let go of the anger. Please don’t let it control your life. You are so much more than that.
2017: dumb bitch
2018: sad bitch
2019: bad bitch
Honestly shout out to people with anxiety and panic disorders, y'all don’t get enough recognition for your hard work. Pushing through your body’s instinct to fight/flee/freeze at the slightest worry is a whole new level of strength. You’re battling almost everyday against a fast-acting animalistic response that humans have been experiencing since the dawn of time, a response that is literally designed to take full control of your actions away from you. That takes so much courage and perseverance. You’re strong as fuck.
…this means a lot
if i dont own 5 different journals in 2019 for cataloging every aspect of my life than whats the point
me, as a therapist: did someone forget to turn on their Himalayan pink salt lamp that destroys negative energy today?
Tumblr is gonna die without me knowing a single fucking thing about Homestuck and honestly I think that’s pretty sexy of me