Uuh… it’s hard to explain, it’s a burden that just appears out of nowhere and fucks you up for days. Ignoring it is not easy. It takes over you and even tends to distort your perception of reality turning it into a living nightmare. It’s awful and terrifying.
when u run out of things to say in an essay
One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (1975) directed by Milos Forman
Jesus, I must be crazy to be in a loony bin like this.
Things I Love + Scottish Fold Cats