it’s complicated with him now. I don’t know what’s going on considering he’s friends with my friends now. I don’t even know anymore.
So I found your blog and started scrollin. That dude "H" sounds like a total douche. You're gorgeous. Do you still talk to him or do you basically just want to kill him?
This is the chemical formula for love:
dopamine, seratonin, oxytocin.
It can be easily manufactured in a lab, but overdosing on any of them can cause schizophrenia, extreme paranoia, and insanity.
do you ever just
stare into space and be like
oh my god i have no idea what my actual personality is
dating me means dating my anxiety and my random spouts of depression it means dating my panic attacks at 11pm or 2 am or 5am or anytime of the day for that matter it means dating my mood swings where i get really upset over everything about me and all my insecurities and how i’m not good enough because i’m never good enough
I hate feeling like this.
i want people to know i’m struggling but i don’t want people to know i’m struggling do you see my problem
annnnd I’m a piece of shit and the stupidest person ever
I’m sorry that i have no energy and I’m sorry I’m depressed and can’t sleep at night and I’m sorry that when I do fall asleep I sleep until 3 and I’m sorry I’m no fun to be around and I’m sorry I’m so insecure and can’t eat the same food you do and I’m sorry I’m going no where in life and have no reason to even wake up.
im so miserable but i laugh at everything