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not doing well at all
not doing well at all
kind of really wishing i had someone here to cling to tonight.
kind of really wishing i had someone here to cling to tonight.
i don’t even want to think of what the dreams were about, the sooner i can forget about them, the better. they were extremely vivid and about really sensitive things and ugh.
i feel awful…
i don’t even want to think of what the dreams were about, the sooner i can forget about them, the better. they were extremely vivid and about really sensitive things and ugh.
i feel awful…
wheeeeeeeee
wheeeeeeeee
i’m not even sure why tbh. i think the pressure of everything is just getting to me. i’ve been doing an awful job at keeping up with friends, and it’s eating away at me.
i feel like my friends are moving on bc i’m struggling to keep in touch…
i’m not even sure why tbh. i think the pressure of everything is just getting to me. i’ve been doing an awful job at keeping up with friends, and it’s eating away at me.
i feel like my friends are moving on bc i’m struggling to keep in touch…
fuck, i love them so much.
fuck, i love them so much.
me 12 hours later, still without them:
me 12 hours later, still without them:
if im being honest about it, i’d have to say im extremely critical, mentally. it’s getting to the point where i want to burn bridges and isolate, because im so frustrated with everything and everyone.
if im being honest about it, i’d have to say im extremely critical, mentally. it’s getting to the point where i want to burn bridges and isolate, because im so frustrated with everything and everyone.
it’s always at the most inconvenient times, too
i just feel so extremely uncomfortable with everything
it’s always at the most inconvenient times, too
i just feel so extremely uncomfortable with everything
but when people don’t, it shows me i’m not worth the scary ten seconds of effort.
i’m not as good as the people you Do still engage with.
i’m not good enough.
not using me for ‘thing a’ or ‘thing b’, but backed up their words with taking action because they’re willing to swallow the hard pill to include me, comfortably.
but when people don’t, it shows me i’m not worth the scary ten seconds of effort.
i’m not as good as the people you Do still engage with.
i’m not good enough.
im still struggling with feelings of inadequacy and it feels like those feelings are being reinforced often by the actions of others. a lot of “yeah, i’ll do things, just not with you.” a lot of forgetting i exist.
im still struggling with feelings of inadequacy and it feels like those feelings are being reinforced often by the actions of others. a lot of “yeah, i’ll do things, just not with you.” a lot of forgetting i exist.
i scroll past a post, see an icon on my desktop, stumble upon an old screenshot, and it immediately sours my mood.
it feels like we’ll be saying “yeah, we’ll play someday!” until we eventually die.
i scroll past a post, see an icon on my desktop, stumble upon an old screenshot, and it immediately sours my mood.
it feels like we’ll be saying “yeah, we’ll play someday!” until we eventually die.
oh well
it was a good run
oh well
it was a good run