There is literally nothing in nature that blooms all year long, so do not expect yourself to do so.
do i believe in romance…not sure. am i obsessed with it…absolutely
I’m so sensitive you could literally text me in a different tone and I’ll get sad
“you can’t sleep your problems away” i can still try tho
everything is fucking unrealistic for me and it makes me want to cry and scream. i feel held back by my mental health (or lack of it). it’s not fair. not fucking fair. i’m never going to be able to actually live my life so i don’t know why i’m even alive in the first place. i wish i was dead.