Drugs are provided to us by nature to enhance the human experience.
Too often, the only escape is sleep.
ACTUAL MESSAGE OF (500) DAYS OF SUMMER THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY REALIZES
I wish there was a way to know you’re in the good old days before you’ve actually left them.
Take a day to heal from the lies you’ve told yourself and the ones that have been told to you.
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
*loses internet connection* *No Air by Jordin Sparks starts playing*
Do you have any fun summer plans coming up for your hiatus?
If you are lonely when you’re alone, you are in bad company