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You deserve a love that doesn't confuse your nervous system.
one day
09/05/2025
I wish mom had aborted me.
Sylvia Plath, aged 29, after discovering her husband's affair, in a letter to Ruth Tiffany Barnhouse Beuscher, her former psychiatrist (dated Friday, 20 July 1962)
Es ist Mai und ich geh mal wieder ein
Versinke in nem Strudel zwischen Fragen;
Soll ich geh‘n oder bleib‘n?
Komm‘ auf keine klare Antwort
Kann mich nicht entscheiden
Und würd‘ am liebsten alles aufgeben und nie wieder leiden
my negativity is making their life worse
my whole personality is literally a disorder bro
dont know if i'll ever have a normal job, or a normal life, or be able to take care of myself or be okay
when someone asks what's wrong but i can't form a response because i can't just say "it's just the way my brain is"
fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
doesn’t everyone constantly feel like they’re acting. All the time
Somedays I want to pull my heart out of my chest just so I can stop feeling this way.