the sound of teenage girls laughing near you when you’re by yourself is literally the most terrifying thing a person can experience
and it, erm, pushes stuff up in a way that makes...
I took this picture of myself at the end of a day I spent in bed, scared and crying, feeling alone and hopeless and completely desperate.
This is the face of my mental illness. This is the face of my sadness when it is at its most inexplicable and its most pronounced.
I am not ashamed of it.