I Wish I Could Say “?????????” In Real Life It Would Be Very Useful

the amount of times I check my tumblr everyday is unhealthy

I skip out on the meds and just chug the Dr. Pepper

tell me on anon what you'd never tell me off anon

WEEE!! WEEEE!!! WEEE!!! YAYYY!! YIPPIE! WAHOO! AWAWAWA!!! WEE WEE WAA WAA WAA! ZWEEM !! BABABABA! YAHOOO WEE YAY WYEE !! WEWEWEE!!

Rb this if it's ok to boop you!

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I got a badge. Yippee!

Starting a collection

It's okay to feel like this. You go through things too. You're doing your best and that's what matters. Hope this helps <3

Vent under the cut

God I feel like such a shit person I can't even do one simple thing I know she's hurting I know I need to help her but part of me wishes she'd never told me isn't that messed up? It's like I care more about myself than her life but I don't I swear I don't I'm surrounded by death all the time I don't want to lose her too but every time I think about her now I'm launched back to last year's late nights on the phone trying to talk my best friend off the edge while deep down I wanted to end it too god we're all so young why the hell can't I just be a kid? Why can't I help her? Why can't I help everyone? For fucks sake I can't even help myself I'm so pathetic and I'm failing as a sister all I want to do is make everything better but every damn time I run away and she's probably gonna kill herself and there'll be no one to blame but me cause I was too worried about myself to help her

edit: our parents know now but they don't know everything and they're really shit at this I'm scared they're gonna push her over the edge or make her feel worse and now every time they talk about it I can't even stand to be in the room I fucking hate my life but I shouldn't because I'm not the one suffering right now so why the hell am I making this all about me? I just want her to get the help she deserves this is all so messed up