Anxiety is wanting to ask your partner a million questions as to why they’re with you, why they say they care about you, and so on.
Depression is not thinking you’re worth enough to even ask those questions, let alone be with them.
and having both of them is the definition of hell
This is really fucking accurate.
I want you to cuddle me and kiss me in public and look at me like I’m the most important person to you but I also want you to pull my hair and breathe down my neck and fuck me until I can’t see or walk properly. (✿ ♥‿♥)