You ever convince yourself that you’re so annoying that you’re not allowed to post anything or text anyone because it’s so annoying and by some weird logic you convince yourself that even writing down your feelings is annoying so you feel like you’re collapsing in on yourself and you feel so awful and trapped and alone? because mood.
Etikett: :negative
I walk around with this voice that wants me dead.
It usually clears its throat first thing in the morning,
as my dreams are lifting like patchy fog.— Brittani Sonnenberg, from “It’s Not That Bad,” published in Conflict of Interest
im rotting! im dying! it’s cute! couture! im decomposing!
me: I’m so cute
me 15 mins later: I hate myself
Seeing all the love and couples everywhere today reminds me just how worthless and unlovable i am
im not supposed to have relationships im not supposed to love or be loved im supposed to just push down this loneliness until it kills me
i’m feeling so horribly alone knowing that everyone has someone better; it’s tearing me apart.
fffc:
got a masters degree in being ignored
“…sadness comes back and comes back
as fragrant and lush as the grass.”— Xuanji Yu, from ‘The Fragrance of Orchids’, The Clouds Float North: The Complete Poems of Yu Xuanji (via soracities)
Yeah, I may be ugly and stupid and awkward and annoying- *starts crying* and worthless and useless and disgusting and
beberequin 