The More I Think About It The More I Realize That I Truly Cannot Remember Being Happy For Any Extended

Tweaking I am convinced my friends are upset with me and not telling me

so insanely fucked up that i have to spend the rest of my life working like. ten times as hard to function as a normal person because of shit that wasn't my fault. wdym i have to spend the rest of my life medicated and in therapy just because my parents were mean to me and then died?????????????? like at what point is that shit worth it because i'm medicated and going to therapy and i still have absolutely zero hope for myself. nothing has changed except the fact that everything has gotten progressively worse and it's my fault but i don't know how to end the cycle i genuinely can't take this

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK

My birthday makes me quite sad and I wish it didn’t cuz I’m lowkey crashing my own party

Hi guys

May Sarton, The Poetry of May Sarton

I hate almost everything about myself I just wish I was normal I don’t want to be seen I don’t want to talk I don’t want to feel weak anymore. I don’t want to be pitied I don’t want sympathy I just want to be free. I just want to feel okay

“sorry i didn’t mean to dump that on you”

brother i would climb the tallest mountains and swim to the deepest depths for you. every time you smile i wonder if anything could be more beautiful and every time you laugh it’s like an orchestra of joy. of course i’ll be here to listen. i love you bro

is this all i am

Maybe I do need to chill out