May 9, 2016
waking up to a flood of anxiety: hello old rival in my stomach, welcome back.
seen from United States
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waking up to a flood of anxiety: hello old rival in my stomach, welcome back.
really tryna control my vocal tone to make it less excruciating for everyone when I speak words out of my hole. sorry in advance
only ok right now about leaving because i know that within this week I will touch my kitty’s pink nose, swim underneath and around one or several waterfalls, eat at least 30 olives, kiss the guy I love several hundred times, and see the closest friend I have for the first time in almost a year.
had a shit day yesterday which is only compounding the hangover I have today. super anxious/miserable but who cares
ok and what i've realized recently about being a woman and what i've realized recently about being alone is that if you are a woman and you are alone then you are a weak and miserable thing in need of being pitied and/or saved and if you are a man and you are alone then you are a trailblazer, a lone wolf, a silent knight.
i worry about that girl i see alone on the sidewalk; i worry about myself.
please please please teach me how to not care about every little thing. teach me how to be silent.
sending video snapchats to yr dear close friends to ask if they hear voices in the background because if not then it’s an auditory hallucination
i compulsively stick my tongue between my back molars and my teeth feel like they could fall out at any time.