My roommate keeps asking me to do things, but does he not understand that all I want to do is lay in bed and do absolutely nothing?
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My roommate keeps asking me to do things, but does he not understand that all I want to do is lay in bed and do absolutely nothing?
Dear friend, You are not a freak. You are wanted. You are necessary. You are the only you there is. Don’t be afraid to leave the castle. It’s a great big world out there. Love, a fellow reader
Jennifer Niven, Holding Up the Universe (via quoted-books)
Jennifer Niven, Holding Up the Universe
378
378 pages in a book
that a friend has let me borrow
to hide away
from the sad reality that is my life.
378 pages in a book
that allow me to crawl into someone else's skin
because I can't imagine being in my own for
one more second.
Three hundred
reasons
that I should be doing something productive
sleeping
taking care of myself.
Seventy
different ways
that I could be using my time more
wisely.
Eight.
Any time I really need someone to talk to they either blow it off or make it about them. I miss the real friends I had in high school.
I still feel really bad for the guy who saw me on Tinder, found me on Facebook, messaged me, and then apologized “if it was weird to do that”... I didn’t see the message until 3 months later.
Too real.
The notebook that I wrote this in is in a box in my closet. I wrote it during one of the darkest times of my life. The amount of notes this has bothers me. I don't even care that people took the image to repost as their own... I care that there are literally hundreds of thousands of people on Tumblr who feel the same way that I did. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.
Why I'm always waiting for my turn to speak.
Be succinct. Don’t give too much, don’t give at all. Always let them talk first, always wait your turn. Make sure they feel heard, and don’t you dare interrupt. Wait an appropriate amount of time after someone finishes speaki-oh, never mind, someone else is talking now. Your turn will come, unless of course the clock runs just a bit fast. Bells signal for the room to clear, and echoes of what you could have said is all that’s left.
Date a boy who is the biggest, goofiest dork you can possibly imagine
This guy I am semi friends with texted me asking to hang out last night and I had a panic attack. It feels so stupid. I feel like such a shit person for constantly blowing him off but my anxiety won’t let me say yes.
Hey remember that episode of Spongebob where Sandy sings about being homesick for Texas and Spongebob and Patrick overhear it and are worried that she’s going to leave Bikini Bottom so they have a Texas party at the Krusty Krab with all their friends, recreating things in Sandy’s song but they fuck it up like, pecan pie is just a can of peas shoved in a pie, barbeque is barbed wire in the shape of a Q, and the ten gallon hats are just plastic water jugs on their heads, and like…. Sandy just laughs so hard she breaks into tears, cause she sees what they’re trying to do for her to make her feel at home because they love her and don’t want her to leave…………… yo do you ever think about that goddamn episode
My anxiety levels are out of control and I don’t know how to do this anymore. My Demons hid for so long that I can’t remember how to slay the dragon.
summer depression aesthetic
sleeping in way too late
“oh no it’s 4 am and i’m still awake”
mindlessly refreshing the same apps over and over
picking up a book only to put it down because the words aren’t processing in your brain
listening to the same three albums repeatedly
either eating every snack you own within an hour or forgetting to eat for like half the day
“if i don’t do my summer homework it doesn’t exist”
wearing the same sundress three days in a row
watching your friends hang out with each other as you stay at home and stare at the wall
consistently forgetting to respond to people who text you
reminiscing over past summers and how much fun you had then
wanting the school year to start but also feeling Crushing Anxiety when you think of how soon it is
drinking like a gallon of water every hour or not having any water all day and dehydrating
unbrushed hair
lying down on the floor
“what day is it today”
mosquitoes make you feel downright murderous
watching movies only to get distracted
even sitting around at home makes you tired
this is not fun
Send in some anons