Finding an Escape

Bro how tf am I supposed to say no to people

i'm so done

Do antidepressants genuinely make you gain a lot of weight? I'm tryna decide which mental disorder I care about more.

Someone just told me that if you are honest when someone asks how you are, it's just you wanting pity.... huh.

You know it's bad again when you log back into tumblr.

Anyone have any tips for stopping a binge? I wish I could tell someone everything I ate everyday to hold me accountable, but I don't have anyone that could do that safely and not question me.

I had such a day today and no one even knew. Certainly not a good day, too many panic attacks and disordered thoughts for that. I've gotten good at this pretending thing.

Floor people are superior, I don't make the rules.

I have nothing to say anymore, words aren't worth the explanation that must follow.

Idk about this life thing anymore, seems like a bad move.

I hate to feeling of dragging others down with me. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.

My brain is so occupied with nothing right now. Only insomniacs understand being busy thinking about nothing. It's an art form, I swear.

Do you ever just really bad need human touch? Like just a hug? How amazing a nice tight hug would feel right now...