i will always assume indirects are about me. you could make a post/tweet like “ugh i hate that you raised me this way” and i’d be like i’m sorry i shouldn’t have done that
explaining anxiety is the fucking worst because you feel like an idiot for being bothered by the things that bother you but it’s such an intense fear right at your core so you have to go through all of these other levels of yourself to try and get someone else to understand it
do you ever take a good picture of yourself and use it for everything and then look at it one day and ur like omg this is actually worst picture ever
Imagine if we lived in a world where you could see the exact date when everyone is going to die except for yourself
And then one day people start acting nice to you. Like, really nice.
I got lost in him, and it was the kind of lost that’s exactly like being found.