Yeah you're right. It WOULD be pretty fucked up if you were a swan but you were raised by ducks and you grew up never seeing another swan or even knowing that such a thing as a swan even existed so you just thought you were a duck with something super wrong with it.
it doesn’t have to be good it just has to be done
“MAYBE IT’S NOT MY WEEKEND, BUT IT’S GONNA BE MY YEAR” I scream at 12 am with tears streaming down my face and a bottle of champagne in my hand. it has not been my year yet. it’s not even a weekend today is Thursday
Why can’t anyone like me? plenty of people love me but why am I so goddamn unlikeable? whats wrong with me what’s wrong with me? what’s wrong with me why am I doing this it won’t make me feel better what is wrong with me why do I hurt why won’t it stop why won’t the wound congeal why is it still bleeding it’s been bleeding for three years and eternity and my whole life and since this morning why won’t it heal what’s wrong with me
Why can’t you like me
"fuck it we ball" is for stress about the future "it is what it is" is for stress about the past and "this too shall pass" is for stress about the present thank you for coming to my TED talk
my god you're fucked: the lady at the help desk just went to ask someone else for help with your issue and everyone's got a confused look on
imagine that you meet god and god looks like you when you were 14