Grades were supposed to be due out today. Went to check my grades. Held my breath while the page was loading. No grades posted yet. Sigh in relief.
so I have mysteriously lost 8 pounds in the last month.
I feel like everyone else on Tumblr is best friends with each other and I'm just sort of standing in the corner awkwardly
90% of the time.
- R: I don't measure my game level by how many chicks I can pick up at the bar. Like, they're just lookin' for someone to fuck. They don't really care.
- M: What do you measure your level of game on?
- R: You know, like by how much I get to know a girl, ya know like talking to her and stuff...and then fucking her brains out.
Depression is not just having the blues. At my worst, I couldn't read a book, watch a movie, or write an e-mail. I couldn't recall my own address or remember a phone number. My IQ dropped 23 points. I slept and slept and slept. I couldn't force myself to shower or eat. And I wanted so desperately to do all of these things, so don't tell me to get over it, and don't tell me about willpower. Shut up.
for everybody who told me I just wasn’t working hard enough.