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anxiety isn't always right with its warnings. depression isn't easy, nor quirky. burn out cannot fade on its own. people will dislike you, they're allowed to.
          but most importantly, you deserve to be alive.
          it's not your responsibility to mourn who lost their battles.
          
          survivor's guilt is a pain in the ass, constant, subtle, and somehow the reason behind all those other diagnosis. 
          but, to have it means you're alive. 
          that's a privilege.
          
          day 1 living. not because i exist, but because i won.

i really spent all my teenage years thinking i was a passionate ally… sure jen 

reflecting a lot, moving through adulthood at an impossible speed. i keep writing, in waves because that's all my mind allows me to, and i dream of hitting the "publish" button. who knows.

Thanks for adding Mad World to your reading list. Hope you enjoy it ^^

i think i’m officially at my lowest point

i think i blocked every irl that followed me here hihihi

what the fuck i just played with benji krol is life even real

writers block sucks 

ah quindi ora si paga per leggere? mi sa che ci spostiamo tutti su ao3

chi ha dato a sebastian stan  la libertà di uscire in pubblico com’è? I just wanna talk