If you look at the fact that you have a roof over your head, food to eat, that you are young and beautiful and live in a peaceful land, then no, you have nothing to be sad about. But the fact is, we are not only a physical body, we have souls too, and sometimes our souls get sick. If you break a leg you don’t just say ‘I have no reason to have a broken leg’ and ignore it; you seek help. It’s the same when your soul gets hurt. Don’t apologize for being sad.
The day exhausts me, irritates me. It is brutal, noisy. I struggle to get out of bed, I dress wearily and, against my inclination, I go out. I find each step, each movement, each gesture, each word, each thought as tiring as if I were lifting a crushing weight.
My body is trolling me. I was getting lightheaded while walking off the subway and then I ended up puking shortly after. I felt better and thought I could still attend class, but lights started making me dizzy and the urge to puke came back and I almost let it go in the middle of a lecture.
At least I looked good
Damaged people damage people.
there is a difference between people who are smart and people who get good grades
(Source: brotherblaze, via jpgdn)
Do you still perform autopsies on conversations you had lives ago?