Try to numb the pain
With alcohol and pills
But it won't repair your trust
You can't stand on two fucking feet
With a substance as a crutch

Today, I applied for a job that I know will change my life.

Please keep your fingers crossed for me!

[ireallyneedthis]

Homesick for a place that doesn't exist

I am so fucking sick of this sadness.



No matter what changes I make, no matter what I do differently, I come home and feel sad.
It's not a lonely sad, the thought of being with someone right now makes me weary.
It feels like an "I'm stuck" sad. An "I will never feel better as long as I'm here" sad.
I am mentally exhausted with this constant anxiety.
I am physically worn out from too much sleep.
I have no motivation, no drive, and I feel completely alone.
I'm tired of the panic attacks.
I'm tired of trying to feel good, or feel better; I shouldn't have to work to feel normal.
I don't know what else I can do.
What's left?

Its time to follow my heart

I don't know what I want, but I know that its not here.

For as much as I love the winter

I am embracing the summer

7 rules for a person in hiding.

[1] Never trust a cop in a raincoat.
[2] Beware of of enthusiasm and of love, each is temporary and quick to sway.
[3] When asked if you care about the worlds problems, look deep into the eyes of he who asks; he will not ask you again.
[4]Never give your real name
[5] If ever told to 'look at yourself', never look.
[6] Never say or do anything that the person standing in front of you cannot understand.
[7] Never create anything. If it were misinterpreted, it would chain you and follow you for the rest of your life and it would never change.

Iamsosickofthisbullshit

I think this was written about me