Its mind blowing how not that long ago you were biting my head off for how i was acting because of my anxiety,when i cant control my emotions but im the bad person;and now you ask if its ok to sleep next to me? Its amazing. You know im having anxiety but you want to keep fighting and adding to the fire when all i want is to be left alone or if youre not going to stop just shut the fuck up and hold me.

I hope to look back at this blog one day and admire my aesthetic but be able to say I'm in a better place

I'm isolated and alone. The world around me is just fury and a whirlwind of emotions. Anger. Frustration. Annoyance. I'm bombarded with negativity; I have become negativity. My moments of clarity are only mirages. The only water I have to drink is the tears dripping from my eyes. I feel raw. Numb. Alone. I'm a wildflower with all of my pedals either torn off or blown away. I'm naked. I'm emotional. Parts of me are blowing away, like dust, with every negative word that passes through my ears. Every dissonant sound makes me cringe. Every harsh word makes me feel more hollow inside. I am alone. I am isolated. I am defeated.