tHERES A SKELETON INSIDE MY BODY RIGHT NOW OH MY GOD
i’m not cool. i’m like the opposite of cool. wait shit that’s hot. i’m not that either. i’m not hot. i’m probably just. luke warm. room temperature, maybe
"Fuck You, Old People" — Group Piece at CUPSI 2014
"By the way, you can’t actually pick yourself up by your own bootstraps. That’s now how physics works."
this gives me life….
"Act your fucking age" god damn, this has a good message here.
39 seconds in and I reblogged it
Ahhhhh! So good so freakishly amazingly good.
"I don’t want a trophy. I want a fucking job."
I feel nothing
I feel everything.
I don’t know which is worse.
I’m not happy
but you are happy so don’t worry about me
it’s hard to be sassy when you’re filled with anxiety and self-hatred
Social anxiety isn’t “omg I hate people lol I wish I was sleeping and watching netflix!”.
It’s “I want desperately to be able to hang out with people but I hate the feeling of sheer panic and fear I get around them so I don’t/ can’t and it eats away at me every day so I end up just staying home and say I’m sleeping or watching something”