jot 'em feelings down

Indifferent. Free thinker. Wanderer of thoughts. Loves music. An aspiring writer of nonsensical things. Loves Taylor Swift, Avril Lavigne, Eminem, and Hayley Williams. 

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I don't know how it happened but one day, we just stopped talking about the things that weigh us down the most. We just suddenly started keeping everything to ourselves. We never knew that there'd be a price to pay for it.

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in my British English era, I guess. and I have The Originals to blame for, err... thank for

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great, so now I have 2 more alter ego accounts here hahahahahaha what am I doing lmao

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tripping about how my self-induced anxiety will forever be with me in every waking moment of my life, always lurking, always clinging, never leaving. just there, for its own entertainment and amusement.

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I should've been delusional by now.

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still learning. but never really learning.

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but at the end of everything, we're all just humans. so fragile and robust at the very same time. bound to break free and break away. bound to no one but ourselves.

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bruhv, there's no shame in feeling every scope of your emotion/s, that's where you begin feeling like you're truly free from all your inhibitions

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if it's not clear skin and peace of mind + soul, i don't want any of it

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literally obsessed with this edit I made of myself from Capcut. coz look at heeerrr goooooorl she gaaawrrrjuuuhhsss

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this og account of mine would agree hahahahaha

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there's so much for me to say but none of my words are enough to translate what my soul really wants.

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I'm almost empty now. My mind is nothing but a stream of emptiness. My soul too heavy now. I might really disappear sooner than anticipated.

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I'M STARTING TO LOSE MY SHIT AGAIN. I'M GOING HAYWIRE AGAIN. I HATE THIS. I HATE THIS. I HATE MYSELF SO MUCH.

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WHY CAN'T I PULL MYSELF TOGETHER?!

I'M STARTING TO THINK I NEED TO ACKNOWLEDGE THE HATE I HAVE BEEN BUILDING FOR A WHILE NOW FOR MYSELF.

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I can't seem to shake the thought off.

The switch has been turned on.

I'm afraid I'm back to square one again.

I want to cry...

But these pent up emotions will only end up choking me