Diane🌙 TW!

Anyone else get that ed kinda-happy-kinda-scared feeling. Where it's like "wow this is bad. I kinda love it lol"

fuck disappearing under mysterious circumstances i want to start APPEARING under mysterious circumstances. walking through a deserted eerie forest? im there. exploring an abandoned 1930s mine that no human has set foot in for 55 years? there too. touching down on mars? guess whose annoying face you see poking out from behind a rover

do you ever get in those moods where you don’t know how to feel and everything kinda feels mixed up and you’re just sitting there alone in your room trying to figure out what the fuck is wrong with you

mentally i’m a slut physically i’m scared of intimacy 

just found out my entire personality is a trauma response

I hate existing and taking up physical space, I hate that people can see me, I hate having to constantly account for my body language out of self consciousness, if I could just live in another plane of existence as a spectator that occasionally interacts with reality when I’m in the mood that would be ideal

the fact that i genuinely think my life is distracting me from my eating disorder

mutuals. c'mere. this is a checkpoint. i am checking in. i am wrapping you in a blanket and giving you a nice warm drink. also some pretty flowers. it will be ok.

it’s easy for hobbies to turn into things we avoid because of the pressure we put on ourselves. but i promise, u have nothing to prove. if u enjoy drawing, draw!! it doesn’t have to be museum worthy. ur baking doesn’t need to be master chef worthy every time you do it. hobbies are hobbies because they make you happy and u enjoy doing them. there is no pressure for u to become a professional in everything u enjoy; enjoy it for the lack of pressure. try and let yourself participate in things without tying ur worth to the final products. if it makes you happy, anything that comes from that is worth it.

can’t believe it’s fucking monday i mean what’s next, tuesday? fuck’s sake

I don’t wanna