I’m jealous of people who can make friends easily irl and online. I’ve always struggled when it comes to making friends, or even talking to people in general. I have a few good friends I’ve met online, but I haven’t had a group of real life friends since I was a sophomore in high school. That was five years ago, wow I’m pathetic. I haven’t  really made any friends on tumblr,  which I’ve had this blog nearly a year and half now.. It makes me feel left out. I’m the type of person who makes friends by someone coming to talk to me first, to bad that doesn’t happen often in real life or online. 

Social anxiety isn’t cool.

OCD isn’t cool.

Bipolar disorder isn’t cool.

Depression isn’t cool.

Cutting isn’t cool.

Phobias aren’t cool.

Trauma isn’t cool.

Sleep disorders aren’t cool.

Eating disorders aren’t cool.

They’re real things, they’re scary, and pretending you have them is just fucking obnoxious and an insult.

It was too hot,  my parents’ lame excuse for not getting me food while they were downtown at the taste of Cincinnati. You want too hot? Try pushing carts when it’s 97 degrees outside for an hour. 

moofrog:

Tried to draw more science boyfriends.

Still can’t draw Tony.

How do hands?

marquands:

kanapy05:

Quick sketch by pigma

guhgdsug//// kan’s style— ;//o//;

Heh lost a follower.

I guess they don’t like the avengers.