I call myself lonely but I cut off a lot of communication with people because I’m sick of feeling like I’m completely unimportant compared to everyone else.

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I call myself lonely but I cut off a lot of communication with people because I’m sick of feeling like I’m completely unimportant compared to everyone else.
tbh the worst thing about being a self aware mentally ill person is that people assume that because you understand your illness you’re automatically able to actually apply your knowledge to your life and cure yourself
Do I know my brain isn’t making the most sense right now? Yes. Can I stop it? No.
“I have anxiety. I’m anxious.”
“But nothing is happening right now! You shouldn’t feel that way!”
“I know. I’m still. anxious.”
“?? ? ?”
“I know.”
yikes
honestly man i just want someone to want me. to text me. to use a simple situation as an excuse to touch me. i want someone to think about me when they go to sleep and to tell me exactly that. i want someone to flirt with me, to ask me out. to hold my hand. i want someone to call me in the middle of the day, if for no other reason, because they felt like it. i just want someone i want to want me back.
life became so much simpler when i decided to just let people misunderstand me
oh what I would give to know what goes in your head when you hear my name
when I was younger, I used to think true love was tumultuous and intense. but now, I feel like real love is gentle. passionate in a soft, sweet way. not fireworks and drama, but a love that’s like coming home, the breeze on a still summer day. a balm to the aches of the world.
this is iconic
This shit is so hilarious
Dude: Do you wanna get married? Girl: Yes. Dude: …..I gotta…..
“YOU’RE FAT!! 😢” LMAO homie was hurt
actual definition of BDE
Choose recovery,
Choose recovery again,
And again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.