I have no life. that's too bad.
- call you names
- tell you weird and personal details about myself
- say “I NEED TO PEE” instead of just brb
- type in caps a lot.
If i’m extra comfortable with you I’ll do all that and:
- talk casually about porn and really perverted thoughts
- share funny photos from my tumblr dash
- actually tell you when i’m upset
- try to make conversation with you
- just generally act really silly when I’m in a good mood
- tell you jokes even if they’re bad
"Why is mental illness not taught in schools until someone kills themselves?
Why is it that anytime I go to my counselor and I tell her I want to die she sends me back to class?
Must I leave in a body bag to make a difference?
What does it take for things to be taken seriously?
I told a teacher I was going to have a panic attack
But it wasn’t until I couldn’t breath that she sent me to the nurse.
Why aren’t we acknowledging the mentally ill in schools today?
Maybe there would be less school shootings and less suicides
If we just paid attention to those suffering.
When did it get so difficult to recognize mental illness
Sitting right in front of you"
something’s horribly wrong with schools dealing with mental illness (e.m.d)
Why u gotta pee all over the toilet seat and not wipe that shit up I don’t understand why I gotta sit in ur piss whenever I wanna go to the bathroom just wipe up ur pee it takes three seconds or like aim ur dick at the giant toilet bowl instead of the seat when u pee please
THERE IS SUCH A FUCKING PROBLEM WITH THE EDUCATION SYSTEM WHEN STUDENTS ARE IN TEARS EVERY SINGLE NIGHT AND WAKE UP EVERY SINGLE MORNING WANTING TO THROW UP AT THE THOUGHT OF GETTING OUT OF BED WHILE THINKING THAT THEY’D RATHER BE DEAD THAN GO TO SCHOOL
eleven thousand people can relate to this post. that’s not okay.