An insecure person is not the same as a person with insecurities.
I am a person with insecurities who is afraid they will become an insecure person.
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An insecure person is not the same as a person with insecurities.
I am a person with insecurities who is afraid they will become an insecure person.
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A vampire bit me and left a mark.. I think their fangs were implants…..
It was my baby’s birthday
Im so sick right now and the mucus in my nose and the stay-at-home week is so nostalgic and makes me feel so many things while I’m sick. I hate being sick but it brings me back so much. Being sick is so nostalgic. Some one please tell me they experience this too.
i need more friends to roll joints with before going to small dj venues
i sewed the green skirt for a fancy nancy themed burfday
Delory Edwards❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥❤️🔥 he reposted my insta story or whateva😛😛
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I wish things that stay in las vegas dont stay in las vegas come here
A constant realization of the subconscious mind of what the actual fuck am i doing?
Feeling lost in who I’m doing anything for, the pictures I take, the job applications I hand in, the need of seeking validation, and for who?
It’s not disregarding the fact that people need motivation and need to thrive to be the best version of themselves, I just don’t see the need to be painted vision I have of myself for the future.
This reach of the subconscious mind is making me fear less about death.
There may other reasons to why I feel so—purposeless, unfulfilled, unsatisfied—my form of acedia
Such as the result of my efforts, where I study with the best abilities possible and still receiving a bad grade. Am I so incapable of learning? Is this my highest potential? It’s the feeling of hopelessness and torpor and the unaquainted of what am i doing wrong all together, making me seep into my silky bed sheets.
i walked past the scott pilgrim stairs and i drew me if i was scotts girl
i have two sides. this is one of them.