money? yeah, youâre gonna spend it all on useless things like excessive amounts of food and clothes in hope of making yourself feel better. then youâll regret it five minutes later
 you hate yet love everyone and everything. hate. love. hate. love. itâs a never ending, exhausting cycle of intense emotions. thereâs no in between
someone doesnât respond to your message in ten minutes? itâs time to make dramatic assumptions. do they suddenly hate you? are they dead?Â
youâre slightly inconvenienced? itâs time to commit suicide
all your relationships fail and you just canât seem to figure out why
 you feel like everyone is the same. you see the same pattern over and over again in your relationships and your friends
you feel happy for once? well guess what, in about seven minutes youâll feel like throwing yourself into traffic because Johnny didnât want to share his pencil with you
nothing is worse than the overbearing feeling of emptiness that follows you daily and haunts you like a ghost
youâre constantly angry. just the idea of someone breathing in your vicinity is infuriatingÂ
baths? did you mean: self-harm hours?Â
everyone is against you including yourself
who is that in the mirror? is that me? Why do I look like that? I canât recognize myself
 iâm sorry, what did you say? repeat yourself again. and again. sorry, i didnât hear you. again. repeat yourself for the fifth time, i wasnât paying attention i guess
youâre useless unless youâre perfect
 oh, is that a character I relate to? let me obsess over them for the next nine months
 youâre the most evil and horrible person you know, yet simultaneously the most pure and naĂŻve person you know
you feel like the devil when you say no to someone
how about I split on my best friend for the eighth time today for absolutely no reason!
am I abusive? am I like my abusers?
 they said something that seemed weird to me⌠are they going to leave me? Is this the end? Is this all there is? Should I leave them? Maybe Iâll just disappear
you hardly remember anything from before the age of 10
nothing is real. weâre all going to die. nothing matters.
maybe if I get high I wonât overthink everything!