Nothing has gotten better I’m still the same. I can’t sleep at night anymore. But it has always been that way. I’m not happy anymore, well not as much as I used to be, I don’t really see the point in anything anymore but I’m not giving up yet… I’ve lost the boy who held me together whenever I wanted to fall apart, I’m still trying to get used to him not being here. We just lost contact I guess, he stopped trying and I just watched him walk away. But what can you do? Nothing.
Today I wrote “Twerk Team Tryouts @3:30 S15” on multiple pieces of paper and taped it around the school. And oh my god people thought it was real. THEY THOUGHT IT WAS REAL I AM SO DONE. HAHAHA. I DID IT! I TROLLED THE ENTIRE SCHOOL.
If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.
Do you ever listen to a song a hundred times and then you hear one line that you’ve heard before but never really payed attention to you and you realize “holy shit, that’s my life in a lyric” and then you just wanna write it everywhere and scream it across rooftops and get it tattooed on your forehead
Anxiety attacks are the worst because sometimes you have no idea why you’re crying or angry and you just think of everything wrong in your life and you can’t control it all you can do is breath in and out and cry it out