I’m burying myself under my sheets
Restless soul trying to get some sleep ~
Why then is sleep essential to human life
If one ever so much cannot seem to find it?
i stayed up past 4 am AGAIN because i wanted to know more about Martin Freeman
what a dumb idea considering hE’S 31 YEARS OLDER THAN ME, HAS KIDS, has no social media to stalk
good lord is he like fine wine though
Fake the happy.
Fill the void.
When you’re trying to sleeping but your brain keeps over thinking so you just lay there like…
Am I tired because I need sleep
Or am I just tired of existing
I can’t decide that, when I don’t take my medication, if my anxiety reaches unheard of heights, or if I become a prophet.
Me- “I should break my fast….I’m starving.”
My ed/depression- *reminds me that he’s liking different girls pictures and barely talks to me, my family could give two shits about me, and that I’ve decided to stop talking because I don’t have a “voice.”*
When you keep posting until you’re tired and then become so lost in it that you’re not tired anymore ~
And then I think of all these moments tomorrow when I will want to be myself but will be too tired and slip into these moods ~
Some people sleep at night. Others digest their thoughts and emotions. ~
Everyone will leave
But that’s okay. I don’t fucking need anyone, They all fuck me over anyways.
Fucking leave me. It’s not a surprise I’m not worth it again.
I walked into class one morning and one of the people in my class asked me if I’d had a fight against some mascara and LOST and I turned towards her and deadpanned “no Dorothy those are dark circles under my eyes beCAUSE I don’t get ENOUGH SLEEP ! ”
Actually has something to do that requires some energy.
Insomnia: why hello there 👀
I wish I could write the million thoughts that come into my head everyday but I’m scared and the thought of creating something that’s not absolutely perfect haunts me
but I need to write, I have to write. I need it more than I need love or air or life and sometimes i feel like i might suffocate and die, feeling like I’m running out of time
The only thing im going to miss out of this, is the silence and the quite streets
I’m so high and I don’t think I’ve ever felt better so if anybody wants to get to know me, you can ask stuff. Hopefully it’ll distract me from wanting to kms
I disappeared for a whole hour and no one checked on me. No one asked where I was. No one even responded back when I messaged them. So, why can’t I just leave? Why can’t I just be forgotten?
Just a thing I made for a Facebook group…