December 2011
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If you have ever taken a razor blade to that...
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I really need to puke my feelings out. Figuratively. Unless puking literally would make this discomfort go away. Then I might be willing to try that.
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Do not panic in public do not panic in public do not break down do not break down do not break down
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I am a walking disaster
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have to leave house soon
stress stress worry anxiety everything is going to go wrong everyone will hate me I’m never going to get home I’m going to be stranded forever and I’m going to have to eat pigeons oh my god
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want to meet friends tomorrow in berkeley
curl up in utter terror
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It’s… kind of shocking to realize how much I hate myself. Honestly. It’s not really shocking to anyone but myself because I’ve never considered myself to be that sort of person, but as it turns out, maybe I am. Just slightly askew. Not immediately noticeable, but there it is.
Ugh. It’s just annoying. I used to have this unshakable faith in myself, that somehow I...
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when you want to stop existing
oh
ok
I’m just going to watch teen titans over here in my corner now ok
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I think I'm just average at everything
I’m moderately smart but not enough to stand out. I’m somewhat motivated but not enough to actually get anything done. I’m decently pretty but not enough to impress anyone. I’m fairly kind but not enough to actually help anyone. I’m mostly sane most of the time but not enough to actually be stable. So instead of really living I just float like deadwood, wondering if it’s even possible for someone...
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It feels odd knowing that I have so many ridiculously wonderful people around me and yet no one will help me because I won’t let them
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I have been reduced to listening to sad music and posting random shit on tumblr that has nothing to do with anything to control the loneliness and the unshakable feeling that inevitably I will manage to push everyone away like I’m trying so hard to do and eventually I will have only myself to reinforce my own existence
internet validate me
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Being defined by nervousness is a very odd thing. It takes what could have been me and blurs it until I can’t find it anymore. Reactions that could have been organic are now smothered under heaps of indecision and second-guessing and so much fucking nervousness that it takes away any chance I might have had of developing unique parts of myself and my relationships to other people.
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gaytexan:
i cry when i’m happy
i cry when i’m sad
i cry when i’m angry
i literally always cry
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Sometimes I feel selfish for existing and needing things from other people
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The thing that really makes me most bitter though is that I’m in all likelihood going to leave them and never make any more friends. It’s a pattern that I already know I’m prone to and I’m not sure I have the will to break it yet. Like… what if I actually give in to it though? What if I actually just ran away again and lived with my sister on Tumblr and never went...
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Shit fuck shit fuckity fuck fuck goddamn nervous reaction goddamn it
every time
every goddamn time
I join the group and something goes wrong like I say something and nobody hears me or I make eye contact with someone and instantly my whole body is just like “fuck you I’m outta here” and I’m like “no I want to stay I’ve been alone all day and I finally got my...
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Nothing is more heroic in life than being able to say to another human being,...
– Daniel Radcliffe (via neverseenthesky)