I give up. I can’t win. I can’t do it anymore. I am invisible and everything hurts. I am so so so tired. But time does heals all wounds. Just not the self inflicted ones.
Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.– Mark Twain (via abondbetweengirlandhorse)
Every week is just another friday night with no plans. I just stay the same. No plans. Never any plans.
Found my parents financial notes from a meeting with an accountant. Some people are so privileged and brag about it, it kills me. You know nothing about real stress.
shmegeh: Sometimes I just sit here and think, like. How fucking dense do you have to be. Like. It has become painfully obvious just how entitled people seem to feel about things being spoon-fed right to them merely for the asking. And that because they possess the ability to communicate their thoughts with others, that instantly attaches value and validity to whatever they have to say. This...
i’m not doing life right at all..
Have a mind that is open to everything, and attached to nothing.– Tilopa (via embryons)
I refuse to ever drive in the car with my dad ever again. What a fucking cunt. I am so fucking distressed right now that he drives like that and endangers everyone else on the roads lives, let alone his own and whilst i am in the car. Having a friend who has died in a car accident doesn’t make this any easier, and he could be the one to cause something like that to happen to another person....
please don’t forget about me
[[MORE]]I had such a great night last night and i was so happy and excited all day and i am so glad that ma lady had a great night. I was so excited about my whole life yesterday. And today? Today i wake up and whatever form of positivity i had in my body is gone. But today was just awkward and awful and i felt like shit. Nothing is happening to me. I feel so small around everyone, i feel...
I feel so awkward.
I feel so awkward.
noircats: Boys don’t like ugly sad girls
[[MORE]]Waking up late, tired and disoriented always does this to me. I’ve been on the verge of tears all day. And then having something like that happen just tipped me over the edge and i got all hysterical. It’s like you’re getting hit by a bus, but nothing moves except what you can see. You don’t feel anything, but your view tips and you can’t move. My sister had...
This isn’t hard, but i have no effort to put into it. I’m exhausted with every aspect of my life. Can i sleep for a couple of weeks, please?
White and fat legs are white and fat.