Sick sick sick.

Psychologically so.

I'm so damaged.

I'm actually on a high right now, and I'm still typing this

like whut.

All these things I don't like about life is SCREAMING in my head

and I can't list a single on without listing everything else

so I'm not even going to start

of course there are things that make me happy

but these happy things just lead to bad things

and I'm quite done with that

I'd give an example, but that would mean I have to list everything

so I'm not even going to start.

D:

why me, that's not fair.

and I'm awkwardly creeped out now.

but that aside, I really need to get away but I can't
and every time I try to get away I get more suffocated in this mess
and this might sound really overdramatic, but it's not
if you look at me in person I'm really fine, it's just these moments