Heroes don't exist

My mind is like “hey let’s go to sleep because I can’t function” and my back is like “HAHA FUCK YOU LET’S CRAMP THIS BITCH UP AND MAKE IT INCREDIBLY DIFFICULT TO EVEN ATTEMPT SLEEP”

sandetiger replied to your post: I’m so tired…
;__; have you seen the docta?

Uhh, no. Usually I try to avoid them.

I’m so tired…

…of the fact that I am /always/ tired. I can get 5 hours of sleep, I can get 12 hours of sleep. It doesn’t matter. I’m still exhausted. I’m tired of not being able to do the things I like to or things that require a high energy level because I don’t have energy. I’m tired of having to cancel on friends at the last minute because I am literally too tired to walk out of my door and hold a conversation. I’m tired of feeling like a shitty friend because I have to cancel on friends due to my exhaustion. I’m tired of choosing between food or sleep. I’m tired of the fact that my back hurts and my sciatica adds to the pain and when that happens I can’t sleep. I’m tired of waking up to back pain. I’m tired of being nauseous when I wake up. I’m tired of not being able to concentrate because I’m so tired. I’m tired of feeling like I am always going to be this tired. Ugh I’m such a sloth.

crowry:

if i follow you i love you and hope you succeed in all your endeavors and would kindly touch your face in person if you consented

Fandoms are special. We squeal, freak out, and cry together. One day in the future, you might just be working in your 9-to-5 office, lazing away the day. Something will spark in your memory, and you’ll type in that familiar URL. The blogs you never unfollowed will be untouched and pristine on your dash. Many of your friends have grown up as well, but you still can’t help but look at all the people you used to talk to all those years ago. Things will come flooding back, and you’ll remember those years spent on your computer, laughing and yelling and agreeing as people just went crazy. You’ll remember those nights you spent up all night with your friend, talking about the traits of a certain character, or how great it would be if this or that happened. You’ll recall those awesome blogs you always admired. You’ll feel a brief moment of nostalgia. You’ll click back to your dash- it’s empty now. Without a moment’s hesitation, you’ll go and type out, “Hey, is anyone out there?”, and just like all those years ago, you’ll eagerly await a response.

(Source: ironinkpen)

SHABAKA

Right on parr with “EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE”

I HATE YOU

(Source: sandetiger)