anyway my whole family has covid and I'm fucking stressed.
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@ghosttfucker
anyway my whole family has covid and I'm fucking stressed.
I just want to stop feeling so fucking depressed. so fucking empty.
āare you ok?ā no but Iām funny
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shreddin_kevin
how does one stop comparing every little move that i do to how far ahead everyone is from me ?
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will you miss me
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āIām the king of the whirldā (via hunnies322)
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oh fuck. I know I'm over thinking this but Jesus Christ I beg for it to be true.
it all hurts like fucking hell
I just need something to prove to me I'm worth loving when I'm not completely happy
I need something to extend to me patience and understanding
I need something to give me reasons
to show me love when I'm angry
when I'm sad
when I'm mean sometimes
I need something to make me feel heard
tell me I'm not the only one who, when looking for reassurance, isn't just looking for "I don't think you're ugly"
"I do want to be with you"
im looking for more.
I'm looking for depth.
I need reasons. I need words. I need explanation. not just an opposite response to what I'm saying. that feels forced. it feels fake
but no one understands that. no one cares enough.
the end feels different. I'm so fucking numb. I'm so fucking dead inside
I can feel it all slipping through my fingers.
Posts like this are the reason why I canāt tell anyone IRL that Iām on Tumblrā¦.. How do you explain that to people??