Hey. I'm Chelsea.
I'm 22. I live in Detroit. I'm a bartender. I have the cutest dog in the world. I'm just trying to figure out me.
do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals
it’s called makeup
you can put eyeliner on a frat boy that doesn’t change the fact that’s he’s wearing a neon muscle shirt and nike flip flops
Loki: I'm a Frost Giant. People will think I'm a monster.
Loki: How can I keep people from thinking I'm a monster?
Loki: Genocide. Genocide will keep people from thinking I'm a monster.
you go to a mental health professional. and idk how to explain it, it’s like being on a rollar coaster ride and you can’t get off, for me anyways. i feel emotions 100% more intense than others and deal with them in wrong ways, theres more but it’s long
Sometimes it’s like watching a car crash, but knowing you’re too far away to do anything to stop it. Except you’re the one driving and the car is some terrible awful thing you’re about to do, and the wall you’re about to hit is someone you love.
I see it as the emotional equivalent of having your fingers caught in a car door. All the time.
Or like having no skin. You feel everything, all the time, and most of the time it hurts like crazy and everyone else with skin can’t understand why you’re so upset.
This is such a beyond perfect explanation, A+, beautiful