We see the same stars

slut era (overthinking, ruined sleep schedule, constant feeling of loneliness and existential emptiness)

I HAVE TO DO THE WORK SO THAT MY LIFE CAN BE DIFFERENT AND I CAN REAP THE BENEFITS

oh well, you know... *gesturing incoherently* as above, so below.

sorry for being weird, the loneliness and the need for a deeper, more meaningful human connection is eating me alive

are u ever sick w longing. and i don't just mean romantic longing. i mean longing for a place you barely get to see, longing for friends you no longer have, longing for feelings you might have left behind in your childhood, longing for creativity, longing for a rich and more expansive life, longing for less inhibition. longing for more passion. longing for ur life to be so incandescent w something it thaws all the frost in ur bones. are u ever so consumed w it it rends ur heart in two. do u understand me

i have so many hobbies and interests but each day the four horsemen (instant gratification, shortened attention span, procrastination, exhaustion) grab me by the throat and shake me until i collapse in my comfy bed

oh my god and it never ends.

I want it back = I drag its dead weight forward 

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anyone know whenever it all starts feeling worth something. At all

try so hard to not be defeatist dealing with mental illness my entire fucking life but well. The mental illness has hands

｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ. May will bring blessings.

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babygirl you look like an absolute angel tonight (there is a streetlight behind you and i have astigmatism)

*spends all of my time alone* perfect! but why am i crazy

damn I really don't know what I want to do with my life, that's crazy

who up experiencing emotions they can talk to no one about