Being a piece of trash is exhausting.
my favorite thing to do in the christmas season is remind my overly religious family that this is what cindy lou who looks like now, that she sings in a rock band and how much I love her, then watch as they get really really mad
This is like the best thing ever.
Baby going through tunnel
probably thought his entire existence ended
nerdy moment: babies at that age don’t have object permanence. if the object cannot be seen, it does not exist. image how freaked the fuck out you would be if suddenly everything went black - effectively ceasing to exist. the baby’s entire world vanished then came back.
so yeah. he probably did think his entire existence ended.
i feel like shit.
like. ugh. what the fuck am i doing.
what am i saying.
also. i was so delirious this morning i imagined BART was empty and kinda walked in and ran into a person and was so confused.
also, getting all self conscious and doubting myself and stuff more than usual.
wow there are so many thing i would like to do right now, but #1 is definitely fall off the face of the planet.
my feels exactly
I actually want to re-post the entire comic because everything that Allie writes is gold, and she manages to perfectly describe depression in a hilarious but tragic way, but you should go and read the comic (and also part one), because it’s quality. Love love love Allie, she’s fabulous
This is one of the best things on the internet. I think everyone should read Allie’s depression comics. They’re pretty good at explaining something that is otherwise very hard to put into words.
This is why I don’t have people over to my house. Sometimes I saw weird shit. My life is just al long, infecting series of increasingly awkward encounters with people.
I read this out loud to boyfriend and he just went “ohhhhhhhhh”