Girl You Have To Stop Mythologizing That One Really Good Few Months

I have a confession:

I hate being in my room all the time. I want to be anywhere else but here. Selfishly, I wish people would invite me over more often. I want to sleep in any other bed but my own. But it doesn’t make too much of a difference, my bad dreams follow me no matter where I go, I suppose it just feels less lonely.

„if they wanted to, they would“

yes, but you can‘t expect someone to know how you feel loved. everyone’s perception of love is different. you still have to communicate how you feel, what you care about, how you feel valued and seen. don‘t throw away something that could turn out great just because it doesn‘t fit right from the beginning.

I’ve felt so ill lately in so many different ways 😓

I need a break

just got rick rolled in the big ‘25

hate to break it to you but if it keeps you up at night it still hurts no matter how hard you try to swallow it

I AM SO FUCKING TIRED OF BEING BRAVE! I AM SO FUCKING TIRED OF SURVIVING! CAN ANYONE HEAR ME? AM I BEING TOO QUIET OR HAS MY WHINING BEGAN TO SOUND LIKE WHITE NOISE? I AM TIRED OF BEING BRAVE. I AM TIRED OF FEELING INHUMAN AND CALLING IT SURVIVAL. I AM TIRED OF BEING BRAVE. DID YOU HEAR ME? CAN YOU?

whatever this is

i can't fall asleep, but i can't stay awake and my body is so uncomfortable to be in

Thinking about how when I woke up from a nightmare in a friend’s bed I wasn’t scared. Usually I wake up in cold sweat fearing god. Friends are so magical, they don’t even have to say anything to make you feel better sometimes.

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