you know that unexplainable sickish feeling where youre not really sick and you dont really have a headache but you just feel wrong and you cant get comfortable or find something that youre really into but you kinda feel too ill to sleep or eat its like your body saying “i dont know what i want you to do but this isnt it”
Hey friends, this is a symptom of anxiety.
the thing is though everytime a girl compliments me on a dress/skirt with pockets and I declare THANKS IT HAS POCKETS her response completely changes from “oh that’s nice” to “FUCK ME BACKWARDS ARE YOU FOR REAL SHOW ME SHOW ME THE POCKETS”
The one phrase that makes most girls lose their shit, it has pockets.
The struggle is real.
you never realize how boring your life is until someone asks what you like to do for fun.
You would be surprised with how many people in your life could be going through depression at this very moment. People hide it like a paper bag over their heads out of fear of being judged, made fun of, seen as weak, or just not taken seriously. Depression should not be taken lightly, it holds us down from our purpose and potential in life. Those who tell you that it doesn’t exist have never experienced depression in their life, therefore not understanding the symptoms and how it’s something that cannot be fixed in a day! So if you think you are depressed or if you think you know someone else who is, please talk to a friend, a family member, or anyone else in your life that you trust - never overlook the possibility of seeing a doctor for more professional help!! Your feelings are real, your feelings are shared upon millions. Don’t hide it, talk to someone about it. With the right help, you can rediscover your confidence and begin life anew with our undying love and support!
We are right here!!
hot chocolate, hot coffee, iced tea, green tea latte frappe, green tea, chamomile, TEA DAMMIT, orange juice, pomelo juice
burning food coz it’s so damn spicy
strawberries, blueberries, pasta, pizza
looking fabulous and not looking like a train ran me over or I just got out of the bathroom after hurling the contents of my stomach
having good grades after so much effort
not failing everything
having good groupmates
want to talk to my professors and ask them how the fuck I can study for their lessons and their fucking tests when I’m too busy hurling my brunch or dinner in the toilet
or trying to keep breathing despite the acid burning my fucking esophagus
or trying to breathe in general because acid reflux is a total bitch
and trying not to faint because breathing is hard when you have acid reflux
and trying to deal with pain in my fucking stomach
let us see what they have to say when I hurl the contents of my stomach during orals