hey i'm joe. sophmore. 16.

wonderland-in-the-dark:

godstoy:

This. I must rant:
Six years ago, before everything started, I was a brilliant kid. I would draw, write, play the piano and everything came from the inside, nobody taught me (my parents were against it) and it made me happy. Slowly, depression sneaked in, and I started losing my talent, the very little I had. Before that I would pass all my tests without even looking at the testbook. Now I can’t concentrate and I fail practically everything, I can’t play more than 5 minutes straight the piano and my creativity is absolutely gone, which has left me with nothing, because art was all I had. I sleep way too much and wake up tired. So I went from a kid who shined and was admired to someone who is constantly disappointing people, because they expect me to be as good as I was before, and I aren’t anymore.
I can’t. I can’t study, I can’t rest, I can’t create. Literally, a part of me is dead, and I can’t help it. It makes me so sad.

omg i feel your pain
hides-behind-a-smile:

my—teen—quote:

Are you a teen? This blog is just for you!
i-am-completely-fine:

this scares me
these-times-will-pass:

Love quotes? you will love this blog!
i-say-no-to-status-quo:

psy-che-del-ic:

liberatingreality:

This may be the most powerfully accurate image I’ve ever seen in my life.

wow

oh
Or… Just maybe… Take one step over… OR walk the five feet around the crack… OR run because the earth is splitting in half… People smh
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