academic burnout is real. I feel like I'm falling behind while everyone else keeps rising. they're all so good, and I can't seem to catch up. it’s not even about comparison anymore. It just feels like I’m letting myself down. I'm tired. really tired. I lost my goal and my motivation to study or do anything. it's just gone. the worst part is, I do not know how to fix it anymore.
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my relationship with my friends has reached a point where I’m neither their close friend nor just an acquaintance. I’m simply a friend who exists. I feel like I owe them apologies, but I don’t think an apology would make it any better.
please don’t mistake my politeness for approval. it’s the only thing stopping me from telling you to go fuck your self.
I don't fw drake, but he once said:
some nights I wish I could go back in life. not to change shit, just to feel a couple things twice.
"I used to cut my hair whenever I wanted a fresh start, as if removing inches could remove memories, as if shorter strands meant reducing the weight of my thoughts on my shoulders. but now I'm letting it grow, learning to carry the past without letting it define me. my hair is growing, and maybe so am I."
my love language is reading your favorite books, watching your favorite movies, listening to your favorite songs, and maybe a little bit of stalking, just to understand you better.
kinda lost right now. kinda stuck up right now. kinda loosing it right now. kinda confused right now. kinda don't know what to do right now. kinda just not ok right now.
we did not get to teenage how american teenagers teenage, and the fact that we will never get to redo it pains me deeply.
if you ever felt stupid, just remember there are people out there who think feminism is about hating men.
life so dry I can sleep for an entire day and get one notification from pinterest saying I have good taste.