The way my back is, I feel like I’m 60

The anxiety is eating me alive…

I had the strangest dream. I dreamt the world was ending. There were planes and weird giant machines every where

Loving too hard always hurts in the end

I don’t think I’m meant to be loved

I’ll always think the worst in every situation

Endless loop of suffering

Waking up every day repeating the same thing is so boring and exhausting