The Overthinker

ich schaff es nicht, egal wie sehr ich es versuche, wie sehr ich mich anstrenge, ich falle immer wieder an einen Punkt zurück, an dem ich nie wieder sein wollte.

“just one more day” i say again and again and again and

I always come back to u tumblr

I'm so fucking tired idk how much longer I can take this shit

“you’re so quiet” bro it's literally so loud in my brain.

i love how you get on tumblr and all your thoughts are already in someone else's post

i hate small talks. i wanna talk about love, death, magic, sex, intellect, the meaning of life, your childhood, what keeps you up night, your insecurity and fears.

sleeping doesn’t help this type of tired anymore

i like tumblr bc u all know So Much and Absolutely Nothing about me simultaneously

“who hurt you?” MYSELF BRO. MY BRAIN IS FUCKING MEAN

Nobody knows what I’ve been through, nobody knows what I’ve seen.