Find your tribe in a Sea of Creativity
I'm so done with all the fake friends. When all they do is talk about other friends with you and how amazing they are. Don't they realize I'm not as strong as them? It hurts more than it should Do they talk about me with their other friends? No. They don't. I'm nothing compared to them
You are the air I need to breath. My body has grown dependent on you and you don’t even acknowledge my existence anymore. I’m suffocating without you. And you learned how to breathe without me.
theheartoftheplanet
Everyday, and counting.
“Sometimes I feel dead, and I hate everybody”
Ottessa Moshfegh “My Year of Rest and Relaxation”
I'm supposed to be asleep right now
But once again I'm in my room crying
Wishing that everything would just stop.
Do you ever just lay on the bathroom floor crying your eyes out because you just can't handle anything anymore and everything feels like it's crashing down
Yeah me too
"I am always jealous. I am ALWAYS jealous. No matter how much I have. I am always wanting more. I can't be filled. I can't be enough. I can't get everything. I want more. I want more. And I have so much love, blessings, accomplishments, money, talent----more than I deserve for free and I still chase for more. I still scoff at other's happiness. I still wish for their failures. I pray for their downfall. I want to see them get beautifully destroyed, just because I don't want to see them succeed. I still want what they have even if in reality, I don't need it, I want it so they can't have it. I am so petty, so mean, so ill. No wonder no one likes me. I am filled with so much hate and despair and spite that I could never ever have enough"
~one of my unfinished novels. <3
yeah i’m fine (sometimes fictional characters are the only people i feel loved by)