so after my prom there was an after party and i got home last night at 5am and went straight to sleep and this morning i check my phone and i have 3438 messages from people asking if im okay omfg what hte heck did i do
update: apparently i drank a little too much and danced for 4 hours straight and then passed out on a couch crying about chicken nuggets
If you’re battling a mental illness and didn’t want to wake up this morning but did anyways, you’re a motherfucking badass. Because living with a mental illness is hard and I’m damn proud of you for still being here and fighting. You’re metal as hell and tough as nails. So keep on fighting, you kickass Viking warrior. You can win this.