#normal sunday

Tfw your classmate who has been your enemy since the start of the school year suddenly starts bonding with you and you guys become friends.

sorting my laundry wondering if i’m inherently incapable of intimacy or if i have simply doomed myself to a life of loneliness all on my own. doing the dishes wondering if i misunderstood what youth was about when i had it and if i’m spending the last of it wishing for it to be over. changing the bed thinking that i wouldn’t have done anything differently even if i could start over again, because i still don’t understand

yeah theres always gonna be someone more skilled more motivated maybe even younger and making big strides in their life while in trying to claw my way literally anywhere and i know my family keeps telling me how proud they am of me and how strong i am and how mature and put together but really there is not a single bit abt me that cant be easily found somewhere else. i draw and draw and draw and i say its for myself i rly did think it was but rly i feel like im trying to prove something or anything to justify being worthy of existing and if i lose that i might as well not be here at all

this is such a weird day it doesn't feel real

who tf flooded my dash with sherlock what did i do to deserve this

I think I’m having a crisis

Simulate a psychotic break by dissociating so hard you think the hallucination is trying to kill you is actually you while doing Stats homework without eating all day but also listening to Ke$ha