christian bale you are so dear to me (i need him badly)

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christian bale you are so dear to me (i need him badly)
i feel so behind in life, so unwell and so… dumb and useless. how is it that i couldnt do what everyone was able to do in my age? how is it that i, at my grown age of twenty-four, do not have anything: not a fulfilling job, not a spouse or someone who’ll like me, not a family who likes to be around me because of how I react to their treatment, not a single person who’d choose me.
if failure had to be a person, i think i’d be a epitome of it
am i… in the khia asylum of my own writing? in my flop era…now?
associating my self worth with how my fics are doing is a deadly combination to help ruin my day
i hate to say this but writing smut is not my forte and i always dread it but still want to put it out
never being able to make friends is SO fun def doesn’t put me in a depressive episode to see everyone have their own person and I’m the annoying one being a bother
get to know me!
~♡• fizzie
~♡• she/her
~♡• twenty four
~♡• canadian
~♡• avid daydreamer. bookworm. coffee shops. soft playlists. sweet perfume. unsent letters. pastel skies. moon child, star girl. rom coms. endless lippies. vanilla scented skin.
~♡• trying to navigate through my twenties with not a single clue, so i rant about it on here <3
just got the most clean girl-esque smelling perfume ever 𐔌*ˊᵕˋ*𐦯