auroras and sad prose

I don’t know who I’d be if I was loved.

I just know I’m not nearly pretty enough for how flirty I am. It’s the curse of being an ugly Libra.

The only good thing about New Year is that I got the chance to pace around my bedroom imagining I was at a party with Pedro Pascal, everything else sucked so much.

Every so often I get a hard, intense pressing feeling on my chest that I’ve come to know as the feeling my heart makes while yearning for someone to love it.

How depressing is that every heartbreak song I dedicate to my mom cause she’s the one who breaks my heart the most

According to my parents, I can’t go out with my friends today cause I already went out… three months ago.

If I fight with my whole family, maybe I’m the issue

My new therapist told me I definitely don’t have ADD, but my last one said I definitely do, and I’m just so confused and sad cause I can’t get a third opinion because it’s too expensive. And I feel like I’m in a bigger crisis than I was before.