The worst part of it all is when you get close to someone and then all of a sudden it comes to an end. It isn’t fair that after all the love and support everyone crumbles down and you have to re-adjust your life again. No more late night texts or phone calls. No more deep talks or sudden updates on life, all that ends. It’s hard to believe that anyone out there would miss me, want to talk to me, crave for me, or care for me enough to even love me. Everything ends so badly for me. It just ends with pain and tears and a heartache. And I never learn from them because I keep loving.
My eyes hurt because I can’t sleep but I can’t sleep because my head hurts from serious anxiety.
I’m a poet who can’t write, an intellect who can’t excel academically, i’m drowning in my own failures and I’ve never been good at asking for help.
I feel mentally claustrophobic and I don’t know how, but right now I’d just like to relax.
people who kiss their family members on the mouth are mad weird dude
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Richard Pryor (via iamdiabetic)