#ericawhining

[fivetwofivefour]

I feel like such a huge failure.

[fivetwofivefour]

wow this week long bout of anxiety and depression is great and not crippling at all just gonna bash my head into the wall now hahahahah 

[fivetwofivefour]

stop getting invested in people that hurt you

stop getting invested in people that hurt you

stop getting invested in people that hurt you

[fivetwofivefour]

I feel broken today

[fivetwofivefour]

This is temporary. Keep on breathing.

[fivetwofivefour]

I feel so fucking empty

[fivetwofivefour]

Frustrated because the only super awesome okc exchange I’ve ever had is this ongoing insufferably witty-sarcastic banter with a guy that I will never date because I, Erica, DO NOT LIKE CIS MEN (probably, definitely--getting closer to admitting this thing to myself, maybe). Like, the thought of going on a date with/being close to a guy is repulsive to me right now and I don’t know when that happened and if it has to do with power/privilege or just general orientation things so that’s weird for me. 

[fivetwofivefour]

Me talking to a puppy: Hello, dog! I see there is a stuffed animal on the floor! Is this something you engage with frequently?

Roommate: ...okay. So we don’t know how to interact with dogs.

My roommate is dogsitting and I’m very excited but apparently dogs confuse me?