depression is when you don’t really care about anything
anxiety is when you care too much about everything
and having both is just like what

Vienna Library by GeertBoog on Flickr.
this is where i see myself in 50 years: living in dark, dusty house filled with books, crystal balls, tarot cards, cats and healing crystals. i will brew my own tea and be feared by every child in the neighbourhood. i will be called the crazy cat lady and confused teenage outcasts will seek my company and i will teach them what i know about life. i will celebrate sabbaths and children will dare each other to ring my doorbell on halloween. i will go for long walks in the dark forest behind my house and collect stones, herbs and twigs. i will make crowns out of flowers and branches and make medicinal teas, pouches and lucky amulets for those who seek my help.
It’s so cool going into a girls room and they have so much make up and bottles filled with things and tiny small things everywhere. And you can lay on her bed and just look at everything for so long. Or you can close your eyes and listen to her talk while she’s getting ready. You don’t understand any of it and why it takes so long but you are so happy and have probably never felt this warm before









