I wish that there was a socially acceptable way to say, “I’m having a bad mental health day and need you to pay attention to me,” without alienating everyone.
or: “I’m having a bad mental health day and need to be on my own for a while so please don’t be mad if I cancel our plans on short notice.”
fragments of a depressive episode
eat your food (and keep it down). one foot in front of the other. this is a toddler walking and falling, walking and falling. sooner or later i’ll land badly and break a leg. don’t go to the maze of a supermarket today; alcoholics stay…
Juliette Lewis (via e-ntre)
I no longer need you to fuck me as hard
as I hate myself.
Make love to me
like you know I am better than the worst thing I ever did.
I’m new to this
but I have seen nearly every city from a rooftop without jumping.
I have realized
that the moon did not have to be full for us to love it.
We are not tragedies
stranded here beneath it.
We Were Emergencies, Buddy Wakefield (via onlytheilluminatisurvive)