having anxiety and depression is like being scared and tired at the same time. it’s the fear of failure but no urge to be productive, and it’s wanting friends while hating socializing. it’s like running a marathon with the willpower of a corpse because you want to get to the end but you also want to sleep and evaporate into the soil and become compost for snails and flowers because then at least you’re useful
shitty people that everyone worships getting caught being shitty and you’re like
so you’ve never heard wonderwall before? *grabs acoustic* i think i still got it in me. havent played guitar in months. lets see what i can do. here goes nothing
I seriously think that Esmeralda doesn’t get enough reputation.
She’s such a badass.