museum of ghosts ♱

the bitterness inside me is large enough to swallow deer whole

i’m not diagnosed with autism but sometimes i feel more autistic than most of the autistic people in my life and like. i just want to know what’s wrong with me. why i can’t do things other people can. why i’m not likable the way other people are, why i can’t handle things other people can handle. and if im so different, why am i so easy to ignore, why does nobody notice that im a fire burning from the inside out

i almost forgot i’m supposed to suffer

i was also talking to my long-time friend about our childhood and i made a joke saying “haha yeah i wasn’t very likeable was i” and my friend, in all seriousness, said “no, you really weren’t” and i literally want to crawl into a hole and die

i think texas is making me bitter because i’m realizing i wasted so much of my life just working and trying to support my mom here in florida and i never got a chance to just experience the world

texas is the farthest i’ve been from florida in twenty years

i’m so tired of being a bitter person

i’m so sick of people praising clothing brands for “being inclusive” and producing like, a size 10