I desperately want to be productive each day, but I just use my energy to survive each day instead.
when someone opens up to me and thinks it's my turn; ay baba. that's unfortunately not happening.
I know I've got social anxiety and shit, but sometimes it's not that. I just straight up hate people.
I ache for the childhood where the future was something to dream of, not to be afraid of.
hate it when someone I don't like likes something I like. you're ruining it for me fuck off.
too young to be saying “love isn't for someone like me,” but honestly, deep down it feels true.
when you can't study because you need to sleep, but you can't sleep because you need to study.
when it's late at night with no distractions and realize how lost in life you really are.