I’m not enough. I’ll never be enough. Maybe I just have to be okay with that.
I guess I deserve this. After all the bad shit I’ve done, I deserve this. I deserve to feel like this. And tomorrow everything will go back to normal like nothing happened. And then in 8 months I’ll do this all over again. I’m just so tired. I’m so defeated. I’m so sad. I deserve this. And I’ll deserve this for the rest of my life. I’m so tired of feeling anything. And caring. I should just stop caring. It doesn’t make a difference. It just makes me anxious for longer. I should just let it go and not give a fuck about it anymore. It’s gonna keep happening. And I won’t leave. Because I deserve to hurt like this. Maybe I’ll deserve happiness in my next life.
I wish I could stop feeling like this. I’m so tired. I’m so tired of being inadequate and angry and insecure. I want to put my head through a wall. I want to scream at the top of my lungs. I’m so fucking stupid.
you cant just fucking mix potions bro… you mix a health and a mana potion you know what you get? purple potion. you know what purple is? it’s poison idiot. people go to magician school for this shit
No, he’s right, Geralt. Vesemir was telling you about it earlier.
In fifth grade a boy tried to impress me by swallowing a whole tadpole live and I punched him so hard that he puked and the tadpole was fine.
I kept it in a terrarium and it became a normal 🐸 despite everything. About a year afterward (I thought) it died, so I sadly put it in a shoebox in the shed until the ground thawed enough for a proper funeral but when that day came I opened the box and the frog was fine.
This is funnier than anything I have ever said.
This post is to Easter what a Geiger counter is to radiation.
I wish the earth would open up and swallow me. Knowing the context, I overreacted. But in that moment? I was just pure fear. I thought I was going to pass out. All I want to do is cry.
ronan lynch never stopped dreaming epipens and cures for bee stings for gansey. he never let himself dream at monmouth just in case he brought back bees. he carried an epipen on him at all times. he put them all over monmouth, in the pig, everywhere.
when ronan told cabeswater “if you let him die, that is not keeping me safe. if they die, i die, too” he meant it.
being in yr 20s is abt experiencing the worst thing you can imagine & then having to go to the grocery store
[sobs until im physically ill] [buys greek yogurt] [repeat]
my one skill is expertly manipulating the shape of the eggs I’m cooking so that they fit perfectly onto my toast every time
Bow down to your king
I can’t stop outdoing myself
Remember that post? The one that said “what if we all have super powers but they’re so mundane we don’t realize?” That post? This is proof that post was right
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