the darkness is strong with this one
my therapist randomly sent a bitmoji of her with two huge
platters of pancakes, reminding me to take care of myself. extra
syrup, too.
i need
about
300
sleeping
pills
and
5 gallons
of vodka
to get
a good
night's
rest.
the river is red again
how do you not let your brain get the best of you? your mind knows
you're crazy but your brain still wont catch on...your mind knows
the anxiety is not logical but the brain continues to go
haywire...how does one remedy this?
trying
to be
okay
i hate how triggered i get when someone asks me if ive lost weight
i feel too much
my soul got kicked in the nuts
