In such a bitter emotional mood today. Not getting out of bed. I wish I could get all the drama of life out of my head.
we joke about procrastination but nothing is worse than the nauseating feeling of having every intention of doing something but physically not being capable of doing it and then feeling like you want to throw up because the deadline is just getting closer and closer.
explaining anxiety is the fucking worst because you feel like an idiot for being bothered by the things that bother you but it’s such an intense fear right at your core so you have to go through all of these other levels of yourself to try and get someone else to understand it
I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind. I think sideways. I think it all. If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it.
Do you ever have those feels where you want Taco Bell. But also like a shit load of mozzarella cheese sticks from like sonic or something I basically am a wild and wonderful white of West Virginia.