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“I’m an adult” I whisper as I try not panic while I’m filling in all those forms that I don’t understand.

i want to fight myself

i love the fact that like… if you wanted to you could throw a chair… stool…. lamp… medium sized houseplant… even a lightweight table…. theres nothing physically stopping you from throwing furniture around, only social constructs and your own cowardice.

Me taking to myself in the morning: okay bitch, get the fuck up

The fact that I exist literally pisses me off sometimes

Me every single day

i love people who get excited about stars

every woman is out of every man’s league actually

why would u eat healthy?????? to live longer ????..??? .all im hearing are two negatives.

the worst part about being lied to, is knowing you are being lied to and the person lying to you still doesn’t think you are worth the truth