if ur a cute punk boy and ur in my presence either touch my butt or leave
Leaving your depression can be more painful than just living with it.
do you ever roll up your sleeves to wash your hands and one of the sleeves starts slipping down like its attracted to the water and all you can think is “dont you fucking dare”
the next time you think you’re lonely, just remember you have about 25 billion white blood cells in your body protecting your sorry little ass with their life. you have 25 billion friends who would die for you. no need for tears.
do you have those memories that are really cringey and you never speak of and something triggers the memory and you want to fucking wash your brain out with bleach