the only dance i do is avoidance

if i had a dollar for every friend group i feel included, i’d still be a broke ass bitch

i’m such an easy person to forget about

why do i have to be so… problematic

do you ever see your old friends/people you knew from school through social networks or pictures and suddenly want to cry because everyone has friends, everyone has a great family, everyone has the capacity to do whatever they want and achieve their goals, but you’re just alone, with a messy mind and watching everything you want and every goal go away because you can’t do anything anymore. you’re just too sick. and you’re there, watching everyone move on, through a cellphone or computer screen, like you’re pausing your own life even if you don’t want to.

it only takes the slightest hint of disinterest for me to never want to speak again

sometimes i’m like “i probably don’t really have a personality disorder” and other times i start crying bc my coworker stopped talking to me to talk to a different coworker and obviously that means they hate me

my existence feels annoying and heavy all i want to do is curl up and fade out of reality