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1910s Moon and Star Pillows

Credit: linnhe on Pinterest

I avoid sleep cause I like to pretend I can avoid tomorrow

Nothing's going to happen, but I've convinced myself the world's ending

So I'm building up a list of my worry and sorrow

It keeps my mind off of the night and morning skies blending

Maybe I just drink too much caffeine

I tell myself that, anyway

Cause I tend to ramble on like an anxious machine

And the more I do that, the longer I can keep sleep away

I'm gonna do the adult thing and have shower cry real quick, then see how much of that analysis I can complete before the deadline in an hour and a half

I think there's something wrong with me, and I don't know what it is

I feel like a shaken can of soda, about to erupt with fizz

So I just keep myself busy, hoping that will do the trick

And then I retreat into my spiral mind, until the spinning makes me sick

Everything increases the pressure. Now I'm about to flip my lid

Yet there's no where to relax when the thoughts bubble back to everything I did

Can you hear the music?

I feel so unstable, don't think I'll ever be able to function like the rest.

everyday is repetitive, everyone's so damn competitive, and I'm overwhelmed by stress.

I wish I was clean and pretty, small and skinny, and maybe, just maybe, I will be someday.

if I'm only a good in concept, and I'm just another reject, why can't it be in the manic pixie way?

Life's like a test, it's not easy. But it's as if everyone got the answer key, and I was left to guess.

I feel hollow, and all I do is wallow, when did my life become such a mess?

Do I post too often here? Is there such a thing as posting too often here?

I was just wondering if I took better care of myself if I'd be less depressed, then remembered I don't take care of myself because I'm depressed

One day, I'm going to cover my room in beautiful paintings of the sun, the moon, and stars. It's gonna be awesome

the moon in paintings✨🌙