inspired by depression outfit

not my turn to clean the bathroom.

false pockets, drive you mental when you get trapped in an OCD spiral you keep trying to tuck the loose inside white part in but there’s nowhere to tuck, why god WHY?

as threatened, i cut the shorts shorter so in the ass it looks a little um, interpretive? that’s if you interpret dumping in my pants!

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i am totally fucking emo thank you premenstrual/being sick/autumn/wet hair/zit/bad breath/retarded distended starvation belly/ingrown hair in my pubic region i keep inflaming that won’t go away/short fingernails/nothing fits right/finished reading my two books/sore throat etc.

cid just meowed and it made me more sad. kidding, he’s been ignoring me all day except for when i shared some prosciutto with him. i am at the last remnants of my makeup jar that makes me sad too and i was near the end of my conditioner, yep, sad again! i am too sad to go see the darjeeling movie and i am too sad to buy a curling iron something i have been planning to do for months. i am wearing black tights and red mary janes and my new dress but i am going to put on some other retarded outfit instead because i am letting sadness make all my decisions for me today ahha my postsecret post making fun of self-loathing, i’m going to take this blog back to 2003 pre-nervous breakdown, all emo, get ready.