Well I’m sorry I’m not ‘simply happy for you’; you’ve just given me news that shook everything up, over the breakfast table, and you expect me to instantly come to terms with it. At least I pretended to be pleased. At least I didn’t tell you what I was really thinking. At least I didn’t let you see my tears.

theraptorwhomurderedlove:

This is your daily reminder that self-indulgence can be a form of self-care.

That ‘because it makes me feel better’ is a completely valid reason to do something.

That if something makes you happy then it is not pointless or a waste of time.

That if doing something makes you feel better then it is not something that is unproductive to do.

And that doing things that make you feel okay is just as important as anything else.

(Source: galgohelder, via rxwanne)

uoa:

do you ever just get mad because you’re spending your only teenage years feeling like you want to jump off a cliff while other people are having the time of their lives and being in love and just being good at things and you’re just kind of there

(via rxwanne)