WHY WOULD YOU EVEN DATE ANYONE/

WE’RE ALL ASSHOLES ANYWAYS/

people I want to befriend, never want to be a friend to me.

I put in all the effort, and it’s as if I am my own best friend

fuck people, and fuck the marvelous person they’re missing out from

fuck those who complain that no one likes them, because *DING DING* someone obviously does

fuck those who ignore you

fuck you those who don’t reply to text messages / messages / phone calls

fuck you for leaving.

thank you, ‘friend’ 

I think I am having an Anxiety Attack fueled by nostalgia. VERY MELANCHOLY 

In other words, I am looking through things from the past and the sentiment / sympathetic emotion is overtaking me.

I can FEEL the anxiety taking over my body. It really hurts. 

It’s like a headache but there is no pain, it is just anxiety 

I want to cry , but I can’t

I want to write it all it out, but I can’t think

I want to just get up and run, but I can’t

I want to go to bed, but I can’t

I want to go into my parents room and have them hug me, but I can’t

I am having a panic attack. 

THAT’S WHAT  YOU ARE

EVERYTHING I WISH YOU WOULDN’T BE. 

it’s fine, they’re distractions anyways .

#superdedicationtomywork<3