Why, hello! I'm Chad, and this is pretty much an amalgamation of shit I use to help cope with social anxiety. Also pop punk is pretty fucking great, thanks to my great friend who got me into it, who's my fucking hero.


Anonymous asked
It matters because one day the good will outweigh the bad. You don't wanna miss out on graduation. It's amazing. Your first day of college, spectacular. Turning 21 will be wild. Your wedding day will be magical. Having a child may be the best day of your life. Walking your daughter down the aisle on her wedding day you'll be so proud. And if you stop now, you'll miss out on all of this.

But what if I don’t make it into a good college? What if I never find someone who’ll love me enough to marry me? Hell, few can even stand to be around me right now, let alone love me. I’d be better off laying here forever. I won’t be disappointed anymore.

Anonymous asked
Remember dogs and cats. Remember music. The beach. Roasting marshmallows. Cuddling. Warm blankets from the dryer. Friends. Pizza. Smoothies. Holidays. Breaks from school. Remember falling in love. Remember your friends. Remember laughing. Remember every good thing in this world. Aren't those things worth fighting for? There's a lot of evil in this world but there's a lot of good too. There's so much you've yet to experience that you'll be missing out on if you stop fighting now. Keep going <3

When the bad outweigh the good, what does it matter?

Anonymous asked
I understand how you feel but trust me you matter to people and I know it seems like it's all gone to hell right now but remember back to a time when things write better and remember that life is full of ups and downs and no matter how long this down may be it won't last forever. I think you're a sweet and kind person and I may not know you well but I can tell you're wonderful. -hug- keep fighting. I believe in you.

Thank you, but I don’t think I have the strength left to keep fighting.

Anonymous asked
Deep breaths. Maybe take a walk if it's safe to go out. Listen to music and just remember to keep breathing

Why? Who fucking cares? What’s the point? I’m laying here shaking and I deserve it. I mess everything up. I’ll always be alone. I don’t deserve to be happy.


I don’t hate school because “i’m a teenager” no i hate it because who the fuck wants to wake up at 6 in the morning and go to a place where all you feel is stupid and judged. yeah no one ok



i found a leather jacket made for build-a-bears in my closet so naturally i had to put it on my cat

i’m TOO DRUNK for cats in tiny jackets rn jesus fucking christ HOLD ME

Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me