There Are So Many Things I Want To Do That I End Up Doing Nothing.

*gets up*

*wastes day*

*goes to bed again*

yay

I just want to delete myself from this world as if I never existed to begin with

One text from a person that isn't their usual way of talking and I'm freaking outttttt

Oh oh oh, I'm FREAKING OUT Hahahahaha- I feel like I can't breathe, and I feel like I might lash out. Over something so stupid omfg STOP

i always got that feeling of wanting to go home, but i‘m already at home in my room and still got that feeling of „wanting to going home“??

im so replaceable in every aspect of who I am in regards to everyone I know

maybe it would be better if I ceased to exist

stomach just growled like it doesn't have my thigh fat to eat from