“did i say that out loud?”
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I would no longer like to live with all these thoughts.
I know I’m being irrational and all I need to do is just ask but I don’t want to remind her of psycho ex who’s needy and always needing reassurance and being insecure when she’s having a breakdown. As for my other gf, she has an interview to worry about tomorrow and I don’t want to burden either of them.
I’m so scared that I am gonna turn out like the exact replicate of that shit of a friend and lover. I feel like I have been tainted with her toxicity that I am started to see myself in her. Fuck.
Please, please, please. I need someone to give me a bit of reassurance that I am doing good. That I am doing okay. I’ve been fighting with my inner demons for most of today and I’m just spiralling and spiralling because of a newly realized childhood trauma. And this is affecting my relationships right now because my mind is filled with toxic and irrational thoughts. I don’t want to talk to them. I don’t want to be a burden. Should I remove myself in the gc? I don’t know I don’t know I don’t know
I tried grounding myself but it’s so damn hard. I feel weak and hopeless. Please. I need to know that I deserve the love I am receiving and that I am overthinking every little thing. Please. Please. Please.
I can’t believe two people find me worthy of their love
I’m just
so
lucky
I’m an emotional wreck today cause I miss them both and I just wanna shower them both with love through hugs and kisses
Why why why why why why why why why WHYYYYYYYY DID I JUST CONFESS MY FEELINGS TO HER OHGOD OHGOD OHGOD
I’m right and I should say it
Wait. How are peoples with siblings greeting eachother then?
“Hey”
“Hey”
“Hey Dork.”
“I am not a dork.”
“Yes you are. And mom wants to talk to you.”
“Whats up buttholes”
“Shut up Loser”
“Hey maaaan”
“Hey maaaaan”
Or
“Hey stoop-stoops”
“No”
“Who are you?”
“Hey shithead”
“Hey dickface”
“Whaddup slut”
*Hey ‘name of sibling’*
*Get out of my room*
“Hey nerd”
“What do you want”
“Sup bitch”
“Fuck off”
*steps into the room and stares at them until they notice and stare back for a solid 15 seconds, neither of you move a muscle*
“what”
“what do you want for dinner”
That last one!!!
I really really wish I was a cat, I’m not built for this capatalist society but I am built for sleeping 19 hours a day and knocking things over
anyone would be lucky to date me. i was “a pleasure to have in class”
