Thinking, Thinking, Overthinking

i am tired. i am exhausted. from my head to my soul to my bones i am so fucking tired.

actually, growing up is feeling like i turned sixteen two days ago. i’ve been eighteen for years. fifteen year olds seem so young. wasn’t i fifteen just a few weeks ago? all my friends and i are still twelve. i’m closer to thirty than to being a baby. i never got to be a kid. i never grew past eight. i can’t talk to my mom. i want to sit in her lap forever. i want to decide everything for myself. i need someone to tell me exactly what to do. the week is going by so slow. an entire year has passed.

They lost the right to see you grow. And you will. You will grow beyond this.

honestly at this point they should just euthanize me

my tummy ache went away. post cancelled

honestly the only reason im not an old man is that i happen to have been born somewhat recently. other than that 

i got a headache :/

google says im gonna die

why is google sending you death threats for having a headache

Wow.... so you’re telling me you took an action that resulted in the death of one person...... to save the lives of many people.... who would have died if you did nothing??? that sounds so familiar

“too little too late” by jojo was way too raw for 11 year old me to handle honestly who hurt her

being cosmically "insignificant" doesnt even matter like its not important......... like literally lets enjoy a strawberry

avril lavigne was right. what the hell