It is 2am on Saturday the 25th of May, my eighteenth and a half birthday. Yesterday was my last every day in sixth form education. I have more friends now than ever before. I am satisfied with the experiences that I have had so far in my life and am excited to have more. In a few months I leave for university to enjoy new people and places and to pursue my dream of becoming a music journalist, but, before that, I have the most magical summer planned. I am a well off, straight, white, male, I am lucky, and I have people that care about me massively. I don’t think that I’ve ever felt more alone.
homophobic participating countries who didn’t show the gay kiss on eurovision must pay a fine because eurovision must be shown from beginning to end without cutting anything out and they are banned from eurovision for the next three years
i am crying right now i love you europe
“you shouldn’t be depressed, people have it worse than you”
finally, after years of searching, the person with the worst life ever is found. formally, they are granted permission to be sad. but only them. only they have earned it. no sads for anyone else at all ever
I was playing Minecraft, and I decided to go north with no materials other than the items i already had in pockets. For two REAL days I have spent my time going nothing but north. I eventually reached an ocean and I jumped in and swam…and swam… I was running out of food and just as i was about to give up and drown myself, i stumbled upon the most amazing thing i have ever seen. An island of 1 block sticking out of the ocean with a red rose resting on top. Against all odds, that one rose grew on that one block. This has given me hope, and i must believe that against all odds, I too can live on. I must keep going.