I regret every time I let someone know me too much.

I regret every time I let someone know me too much.

you suffer because you get attached to things that were never meant to last

s/o to those friends that stick with you through your weird distant introvert/depression/anxiety mood swings y'all are the real mvp’s

I’m craving small acts of intimacy, like waking up next to someone and just spending the morning in bed with them

that sinking feeling inside your chest when shit doesn’t feel right

I’m such a “nah I got it” and suffer in silence type of person.

I’m a slut for sitting in comfortable silence while both of us do our own thing and occasionally show each other something dumb on our computers like that’s the good shit my dude. 

quick question: how the fuck do I get through the rest of my life like this

I had my shit together for like 3 days once

i feel so empty and so alone like how do i just start the fuck over right now

can someone hold my brain for me for a sec i’m thinking too much again

parked car conversations are lowkey therapy sessions

God, help me to accept the things that I can’t change.

now days nothings more attractive than good communication and honesty.

love a person who always tries to make time for you