What the hell am I doing.
When I was little I thought being an adult meant not having a bed time but I’ve come to realize that it just means being in charge of my own bed time and it turns out that I am not equipped to handle that responsibility.
”I’m so wrong, I’m so wrong
To let you in my home
Now you know where I sleep”
Seriously. ‘The Weeknd’ trilogy is blowing my mind. Wow.
me when my friends are sad: insert 6 page text here of advice and telling them how perfect they are
them when im sad: oh sorry
”Cause unlike you I’ve got nothing to hide
I don’t pretend to have any shame
I got a box we could put all your lies in”
Me: what now?
Anxiety: Nothing, just wanted to worry you today.
Anxiety: Hey your boyfriend/girlfriend didn't text you back, they're probably with someone else right now.
Anxiety: Oh your best friend hasn't spoken to you today either. They're probably sick of your shit.
Anxiety: Your parents said they're really proud of you..do you honestly believe that?
Anxiety: Where do you see yourself in a year? Oh wait, you can barely get through a day!
Me: ...shut up.
Anxiety: Will you ever rise to anything?
Me: Shut up!
Anxiety: Or are you always this pathetic? Lol
Me: Why can't you leave me alone!?
Anxiety: Because messing with your head is what I live for.