#ready to give up

[djarinslover]

I’m TIRED of looking for a job 😫 I’m not meant to work, I’m meant to live by the beach and eat fruit and make a cute little garden with my wife

[inadequate--feelings]

Girls don’t want flowers 💐 ,

girls want someone to teach 👨‍🏫

them statistics 📊

&how to write a research report 📑

(it’s me I’m girls, hmu if u have a damn clue abt this shit)

[scarlettsinclair2598]

I'm tired...I'm so fucking tired...I'm tired of working at a toxic company that only cares about revenue.

I'm tired of making the bare minimum for my position when I do so much. I'm tired of living paycheck to paycheck and still not paying everything...I'm so fucking tired....

I'm tired of being depressed but not having the means to help myself. I'm tired of the constant anxiety that's plagued my life for as long as I can remember. I'm tired of being alone but not wanting anyone near me...I'm tired...

I'm tired of not living and just existing...I'm tired of wanting to change my life but not being able to do anything about it.. Money has always been a problem but why...why do I struggle so fucking hard in a world I don't want to be in...why do I keep working and living and doing things in a world I don't want to be apart of...why...

I'm laying here at 3am with all these thoughts in my head..I have to go to work in 3 hours but I can't sleep...it's so hard to sleep now....I can't sleep some days and I can't wake up others..im hoping for the day I finally don't wake up...my mind is a constant battle of do I want to live today...I'm so fucking tired....

I can put on a mask and be so happy people say I'm never not smiling...while I die inside every second of every fucking day....

I read and watch and daydream to escape reality but it only works for so long before it all comes rushing back...I try to keep these thoughts to myself try not to let anyone see how bad it's gotten...I don't know how much longer I can do this...I'm running out of reasons I have to stay alive...I'm so fucking tired...

it's 3am I have work in 3 hours....I don't know if I'll sleep tonight...I'll be exhausted all day but I'll smile and say I'm fine when all I want to do is give up....

my eyes water as I write this because I know the people I want to say this to will never read it...I don't have the strength to tell them I'm struggling..not anymore not when I've been screaming it my entire life with no one willing to listen...

these thoughts are in my head and they will always be here they'll never leave...the people I love don't want to hear these things they want to believe that nothing is wrong that "I'm fine" as I've always said...they look at me and see nothing wrong but they've never felt as I have they've never had the Void slowly crushing them even as they grin and bear it..they've never had the sadness the hopelessness the anger the absolute emptiness that's consumed me...no one realizes that's anything is wrong until it's too late...

I feel slightly better now that all my thoughts are here but I know it won't last long..I'm so fucking tired.....there's too much to do too much to pay too much to say too much and not enough of me....there's just too much...my mind is chaotic it never stops...too many mental illnesses and not enough time to sort it all out...too many thoughts too much too much.. I don't know what to do now...I'll try to sleep but there's no garuntee...

[panicismydefaultstate]

I scream out for help, that I’m drowning, and my hand waves frantically as a signal and my limbs flail to keep me afloat while waves crash over me. I can hear their voices, sometimes I can see them on the shore standing and looking at me- why are they looking at me! What aren’t they helping me? I scream louder and they tell me I’m fine, to stop being dramatic, all while water fills my lungs and my will to keep fighting begins to die.

You’re gonna be fine, they say. But I’m convinced they only say it so they can convince themselves that they didn’t need to take my cries seriously.

[bunny-ears-and-bearpaws]

I'm starving, I have a roof over my head but not a penny for food. We get paid in a few days and can get food but until then we have nothing, haven't for days. I'm not asking for anything just stating it. Idk anymore I'm just hungry and tired and need to scream into the void before the world kills me.

[sydneyofalltrades]

im so fucking done with everything and everyone goddamn/neg

[manicdreampixie]

Please let this house tomorrow be it. I just want to tear out walls and paint.

[brokenbutterflysoul]

I made this hoping it would help me be able to allow me to write without worry or fears, but for some reason just even the words coming out are terrifying. People say just even venting helps, but it doesn't because someone is always judging you, or they just plain don't even care to listen, even if I'm not asking for feed back. I feel so alone and I've burned all my bridges to even ask for help. Even if I did try to ask for help I'm not even sure what I would need help with. No one but myself can help me. And yet, I can't even help myself. Everytime I try to something positive or to change for the better, here comes my self-destructive behavior messing it all up and now even further away from where I want to me. I don't like talking to strangers about my problems, councilors and therapy don't help, I never stay on my medication long enough to let it help and if it stops helping I hold back from telling my doctor I need different ones ... My life is one endless cycle of self-destruction and pointless attempts to get better.

HOW DO YOU GET OUT OF YOUR OWN HEAD WHEN YOU KNOW YOU ARE THE PROBLEM?!

😭😭💔💔

[just-null]

Do you ever do requests? If so, do you ever plan on drawing some Yandere with the Hantengu clones? :D hope you have a good day/night!!!

Mentioning an unfamiliar name

yes!! I love yanderes.. and these guys.. these guys are such good material...... nods nods..

I'm not sure about requests..I assume you mean drawing requests? I suppose if it REALLY catches my interest enough, I'd do it, but it'd probably just be line art/sketches.

[captain-flint]

x

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Cite your sources.

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[fakesmiles4dayz]

Not priority

I’m here to vent my pain and heartache but if my boyfriend finds this….He’ll assume I’m hooking up but maybe him seeing this he can understand how I feel deep inside….He’ll probably won’t care and still say I’m being a fat whore or something like that

[themisterhip]

The best antidepressant✨

[egophiliac]

heeey guess what, I'm obsessed with this idiot flamingo now

[looney-mooney-studio]

Thinking about that one joke in the Book of Bill that implied Bill might be the biological father of the Flynn kids. Thinking about how Linda Flynn had a secret career as a famous astrophysicist at one point. Thinking about how we don’t know exactly what Bill was doing in the 90s, and how he seems to want to skim over that part of his life, after Ford broke up with him for good but before the twins showed up in Gravity Falls.

Thinking about how Bill frequently hung out with famous musicians. Thinking about Linda, a brilliant young woman fresh off a bizarre pop star career, wanting to make a name for herself that ISN’T Lindana, might have found a new direction with an old friend (before he showed her his true colors.)

Thinking about Bill, fresh off a devastating breakup, trying again one more time to get SOMEONE on Earth to make him a portal. Trying to make the plan WORK. Trying to get a home for his friends in the face of a home dimension that was being destroyed (again). Having someone who’s COMPLETELY DIFFERENT from the man he was obsessed with, but who was no less brilliant and no less capable. (But, unfortunately for him, MUCH less gullible.)

Thinking about how Linda doesn’t want people to know about her former career as a famous astrophysicist. How she keeps this secret, even better than she did her past as Lindana. How she keeps the lid on this even TIGHTER. How she’s almost bitter about it. As if something HAPPENED.

I’m not saying Bill Cipher WAS Linda’s partner of at least five years, even going so far as to start a family with her before she saw his true colors and filed some sort of Uber-effective inter-dimensional restraining order against him, one-upping him so hard that he doesn’t even wanna think about it, but. Holy shit. Imagine

[choscar-op81]