once i take my bra off, don’t ask me to do shit for u bitch bc once that bra comes off, i am clocked out of life. i am done. i am finished. i am logged the fuck out.
"But don’t let your illness stop you!!!1!1!!"
I’m not “letting” my illness stop me it just plain IS stopping me it’s an ILLNESS it makes me ILL that’s what it DOES.
- a woman I met who has learned to live with her suicidal thoughts for 40 years. (via freeingeileen)