avery

seems like my dedication to my isolation isn’t going to save me. that’s crazyyyyy

you've met me at a very "yeah i'm trying to work on that" time in my life

sleep doesnt help if its your soul thats tired

i know they say no one is coming to save you but why the fuck not

there’s nothing casual about the way i feel anything

how am i so obsessive and so avoidant at the same time

Its okay (I cried all night and all day bc of it)

fighting to the urge to ask “what do you honestly think about me and please provide as much detail as possible”

forgive me father for i am back on my bullshit

It’s important to me that my nonsense remain high quality

til my self sabotage do us apart

well well well if it isn’t the obvious truth which i have been running away from as fast as i possibly can all this time