Quarantine Diaries

[quarantinediarest]

And so it’s around 3am again and I can’t sleep.

[quarantinediarest]

Hello beautiful

[quarantinediarest]

[quarantinediarest]

Since I’m LSS with this song

[quarantinediarest]

[quarantinediarest]

Feelin’ beautiful, who cares? Sunkissed oily face

[quarantinediarest]

Feelin’ beautiful, who cares? Sunkissed oily face.

[extramadness]

“I felt a tremendous distance between myself and everything real.”

— Hunter S. Thompson (via quotemadness)

[classfuckingwarfare]

“I think about dying, but I don't want to die. Not even close. In fact, my problem is the complete opposite. I want to live, I want to escape. I feel trapped and bored and claustrophobic. There's so much to see and so much to do but I somehow still find myself doing nothing at all. I'm still here, in this metaphorical bubble of existence and I can't quite figure out what the hell I'm doing or how to get out of it.”

— Matty Healy

[quarantinediarest]

You know it’s about time to accept that all people you love will give up on you. Actually you were the last person I thought who will give up on me. And this making me feel so bad about myself. I got lots of regrets. Maybe I was really meant to be alone. I would accept that. I know I’ve hurt a lot of people then. And I deserve this as a punishment. I deserve to be unhappy until I die. I deserve to grow old alone. Travel alone. Eat dinner alone. Live alone. I deserve to be alone because I don’t know how to value the people in my life. This life sucks. Really. I hate this life. I don’t want to live anymore. I want to die. I want this pain to end. Please give me just one reason to live. Just one. One reason that I can hold onto. Please. I. Want. To. Die.

[depression-healthy-carrier]

Depression for me isn’t sad feelings or feelings of being worthless or anything like that. It’s not really having any feelings at all. It’s unrelenting indifference. Not good, not bad, just meh. All the time. I don’t feel good or bad or care about anything; I just exist. It’ll drive you mad after a while

[stalagtites-s]

[tmpoem]

I feel this pressure inside.

It makes it hard to sleep,

It makes it hard to breathe.

My anxiety is peaking.

t.m.

[br-o-ken-poetry]

It's getting harder to pretend everything is okay. People start to notice the bags under your eyes and that you're not eating properly and that you never really laugh or smile for real anymore. You tell them you're okay, but you can't even look them in the eye as you say it. You're not okay. You're so not okay and you're just so tired of pretending.

broken thoughts | 12am

[surviving-hero]

[savemefromthisaddiction]

[ttime-to-change-deactivated2020]

why do people stay longer in my head than they do in my life?