Paranoia is real man
Constantly afraid to turn corners in my own damn house with all the doors locked and lights on or walk the 20 feet from my car to my front door when it’s dark out
Always terrified the slightest tickle on my skin is some bug crawling on me or that one will pop up on me if I don’t take all the precautions to avoid them
Forever convinced my friends are ignoring me or that they don’t actually want me around unless I’m doing them a favor or keeping them busy when their primary choice isn’t around
Can’t ever decide if being aware of every little detail is just me being highly conscious or if I’m actually hallucinating things
They always say it’s all in your head, but it’s like… I live in there bro that’s kinda the issue
Holy fuck.. get out my head bro














