Somehow, Despite My Best Attempts, I Doubt I Will Ever Be Content With My Own Company.

I need him but he doesn't even want me.

the tragedy of tumblr is you will inevitably meet people who you should be having a sleepover with. you should be rolling around on their floor and rummaging through their fridge and watching shitty movies with. you should be shopping with should be going out to a cafe with should be wandering through the aquarium with. people who you should be experiencing quotidian joys with... and you cannot! because they live one million miles away

that moment when you’re empty and nothing matters anymore . you don’t even know who you are anymore but it’s okay it doesn’t matter , you just want to disappear .

it seems impossible

I am so tired and burnt out, I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore

I’m 100% sure I’m gonna die by my own hand

Feel better by Penelope Scott is the ultimate relapse song