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Hayley. Former location Brooklyn, current location Gainesville. Aspiring filmmaker. Always lost.
Never get mad at someone with anxiety for apologizing a lot. It’s a coping mechanism and yelling only makes it worse. They don’t need tough love or anything like that. Reassurance that they are fine is the most important thing
Really poor but I don’t want to go to work ever
The struggle. The first world struggle
team i can’t do math but i can write a 3 page english paper in less than an hour
eat spicy food while pregnant. your baby will become a fire mage. yes i am a doctor
I’m in such a lousy mood. My heart just hurts. I feel so slow and heavy. I can’t really focus on anything. I’ve been trying to do homework for the past 3 hours or so.
All I can feel is the nagging feeling of vulnerability and insecurity at the back of my head.
Why can’t I just focus and be motivated? Will I ever be able to have a normal relationship with anyone? Will I ever be able to have friends that I don’t drive off with my craziness? Will I ever be able to toughen up my raw and tender skin under my bitch exterior?
All I really want to do is cut. But I won’t. Nights like these really make me want to kill myself. I feel so hopeless, like none of my progress I’ve made counts. Or maybe I haven’t made much progress at all. Jesus I feel so hopeless.
I’ll probably feel better tomorrow morning which I why I won’t act on these feelings. At least I’ll try not to. Now to just try and finish my homework and then just smoke weed to feel some false content.
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