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Do you wanna go sit on the swings together and talk about life?
There’s a little girl in my head & she screams “unloved! unloved! unloved!” every moment of my life
Ich bin anwesend, aber nicht da. Ich lache, aber finde nichts lustig. Ich stehe, aber falle immer tiefer. Ich rede, aber sage nichts. Ich lächel, aber zerbreche innerlich. Ich tue so, als wenn nichts wäre, aber es zerreißt mich.
"It's all in your head." - Thank you Janette, that's why it's called mental illness. It cannot be in my ass.
Die Gedanken in meinem Kopf quälen mich. Tag für Tag....
Anyone else have this overwhelming loneliness they just can't shake? So strong that it feels like it's crushing you.
An manchen Tagen tut es trotzdem weh, so ist das, wenn einem etwas viel bedeutet.
umm can someone tell me how long i have to carry this weight
“I just wanna feel okay again.”
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Damn that feeling of being unwanted never really leaves, does it
Verrückt, wie schnell man alles wieder in frage stellen kann.
anyway being suicidal is exhausting
like 98% of my problems would be solved if i stopped overthinking things and calmed the fuck down and stopped being such a panicky, anxious little shit
“why are you tired? you haven’t done anything all day” the simple fact that i exist drains me. hope this helps
" are you okay? " no but I'm funny
can I come over to your house and pet your cats and not say anything
I want that "have you seen the way he looks at her" kind of love.
manifesting this