performing exposure therapy on myself by making horrifically bad decisions that ruin my life

testing my own patience

(high) never underestimate me (crashing) wait no don't overestimate me either (about to end it all) stop estimating me

it's relapse summer

(girl with 87 unanswered texts on her phone) why is nobody talking to me

i'm like a four year old in that i desperately need attention but instead of throwing tantrums i spam post on tumblr

(girl doing college apps) im going meritocrazy

it's my disorder and i get to romanticize it however i want

consistently inconsistent

forcemasc? what about forcemask

how to answer texts 101

washed my hair and the Unfathomable Rage is gone

i just wanted you to admire my writing but you shouldn't admire my writing because i had to write i can't do anything else

random tumblr ad asking me if i have a gambling problem #MyBestFriend

i haven't had a meet cute yet but i have found a kay redfield jamison book in the wild