married to silence

wow i am anxiety, that is my name. nice 2 meet ya

I don't wanna turn 21. Alcoholism runs in my family. Pls no

My brother is sending me really suspicious messages and he seems so emotionless and I'm honestly really scared he's going to try to harm himself

I'm going to stop being afraid of expressing myself. I need to be me, unapologetically. I won't flounder and drop my head when someone looks at my tattoo with disgust in their eye. I need to stand up for myself the way I never have. I need to believe that I'm something, even if I'm just bundles and bundles of cells. I'm something

I don't want to see or interact with any human but I don't want to be alone this is a real dilemma

I didn’t ask to feel this shitty I wish I could listen to music and draw in my notebook but Mallory is trying to sleep and I don’t have ear buds. This silence in unending it leaves me questioning everything. my head is fried, being home for a week did a fucking number on me and it makes me not want to go back which is really fucking sad. I’m thankful to the few people that were there for me today. I don’t have many people but I’m trying to remember that people care about me. I’m trying really hard