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there there girl. now take a sip of the diet coke. there you go. easy now

i want to be a sweet and friendly girl but there’s all this anxiety. and the horrors

and rage

yeah and also the rage

hug me and don't leave me alone

possessive and clingy girls >>>>

It’s because you’re always on that damn journey of self-discovery.

im just inescapably sad even though im trying so hard to be grateful and productive and self sufficient and happy

enemies to lovers but with myself

every cell in my body greets grief in the morning and yet i keep getting up to live more

i don’t care i don’t care i don’t care (im going to sob my fucking eyes out)

Arm fat is a bitch.

I'm always saying shit like "been in a weird place recently" despite never really being in a normal place to begin with