Everyday is a loop I’m tweaking
And I’m too stagnant to do anything about it
Whatever we ball
underneath everything that is deeply wrong with me is snoopy. he is me. i am him. he is the only reminder that the child whose life i once lived continues to live through me now
I wish I was a bear so I’d have a cave to crawl back into. Plus I could sleep all the time
To want and be wanted
posting on tumblr is like yapping into the void except the void is filled with ship posts of grown men
i should just change my name to paper tiger at this point
so insanely fucked up that i have to spend the rest of my life working like. ten times as hard to function as a normal person because of shit that wasn't my fault. wdym i have to spend the rest of my life medicated and in therapy just because my parents were mean to me and then died?????????????? like at what point is that shit worth it because i'm medicated and going to therapy and i still have absolutely zero hope for myself. nothing has changed except the fact that everything has gotten progressively worse and it's my fault but i don't know how to end the cycle i genuinely can't take this
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
lay me down with the leaves and the moss. rest me by rotting wood with hidden mushrooms and beneath trees as tall as mountains. let the forest eat me alive.
I’ve felt so ill lately in so many different ways 😓
I need a break