The thing that sucks about mental illness is that if you aren’t depressed enough, suicidal enough, bad enough, nobody cares. Nobody cares until you reach their standard, and that standard is when your problem is bad enough to effect them
I was looking through Flower Language meanings and I saw that grass can mean ‘homosexual love’ and now I’m crying myself in laughter imagining some guy dumping lawn clippings onto his crush’s porch screaming ‘I FUCCKIN LOVE U YOU GAY PIECE OF SHIT’.
god i fucking hate all the posts that are like “pansexuals and asexuals make the best friends because pans flirt with everyone and aces help keep them in check” like wow those are such disgusting stereotypes please get them away from me. not all pansexuals are all incredibly flirty people who dont know how to keep it in their pants, and not all asexuals are frigid prudes who are devoid of pick-up lines.
does it ever kill you when you make conversation with the person youve been looking forward to talking to the entire day and they just kinda brush you off