Sucks that the only thing I can ever possibly do about anything that ails me is yell into this here void. And there’s nothing that can ever be done about anything. There’s nothing that can help anything. There’s nothing that can make my situation less bad. There’s just nothing. This is nothing. I have such a nothing burger of a life. And it is most definitely not normal. But I’m expected to act like it is. And if I don’t then bad things will happen. I’m not allowed to wants things. I’m not allowed to want more than this. I’m not allowed to want or have nothing more than this. This is all it is. It just sucks and there’s no fixing it. None of it.

Why do I feel like I’m constantly putting in so much more than I’m getting. I’m giving my everything. And given nothing. And I’m not allowed to be upset by that. I’m not allowed to have any feelings about that. I’m supposed to I’m expected to believe this is normal and just keep going on like this. ITS NOT FUKCING NORMAL.

I am once again daydreaming the blorbos sneaking out and going to a movie theater and getting pizza all by themselves in the dead of night

Heat waves glass animals and all summer long ally nicholas. Same June vibes.

Why is it too much to ask just to not be lonely. Why is it too much to ask just to have a friend.

Why do I feel like it’s 2016 and 2020 all over again right now.

Really all I want is a friend (even if it’s a “fake” friend I would settle for that just as well) and a pizza and a movie theater. Really all I want. Is to just not be fucking lonely and bored out of my mind 25/8. And I’m not allowed to have a single one of those things.

I’ll probably never be able to go to a movie again. Simply because she does not like going to the movies.