[[MORE]]I don’t even have words for today. I’m so emotionally drained and today was just the tipping point. I feel awful but at the same time I feel a weird relief. What I did today, I didn’t think I had in me.
If you’re dating a writer and they don’t write about you — whether it’s good or...– Jamie Anne Royce (via e-ntre) (Did this once, when we broke up he said: “at least three pages in my self-biography is going to be about you.”) lol
I was just about to write a post about this week,
[[MORE]]until I realized it’s only Tuesday and this week has barely started. However it feels like this week has been going on for months already, that’s how weird and out of it I feel. I mean, there are so much going on right now, in terms of school work, in terms of actual work and in terms of personal stuff. I’m going from super happy moments to moments where I just wanna...
I have the greatest friends,
just got a call from 2 of them. They were taking a break from homework to tell me how much they love me. Awwww.
We don’t even ask for happiness, just a little less pain.– Charles Bukowski (via anditslove)
[[MORE]]I always end up in really weird situations, that’s a fact. And yet again I’m right here with a bunch of feelings that I can’t control. I know I’m crazily determined, I know I see things in people that others don’t. I never judge and I can tolerate more than many people I know. That’s just how I grew up and I guess that’s also why I get really hurt...
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way...– John Green
This hurts. This hurts.
This is also when I realize how much my tattoos means to me and how much they help me through hard times.
Today has been too much of a rollercoaster and too much energy has been spent on trying to keep my shit together. It didn’t work for the most part. Oh well, tomorrow is a new one. And this too shall pass.
Life's too short to even care at all.
Fuck this shit.
No, no, no, no
[[MORE]]I don’t want to go through this again. I’m panicking so hard. Anxiety, anxiety. FUCK. I’m about to burst out crying and this is killing me. I’ve work in an hour and I’m working until midnight and I need to get myself together otherwise tonight will be a disaster. I hate this situation so badly. I hate how I only go on tumblr to complain. Why is shit like this...
It's Friday the 13th,
and I have a bad feeling. A very bad feeling. Like the one when you get restless and anxious to the point where what you eat don’t want to stay in your tummy anymore. It sucks. I’ve had it before. And it has never ended good. Fuck.
Life is busy,
and life is good except for one thing. I’m pretty happy I went for beers and shots tonight. I needed it, even though it was PBRs. Tomorrow I gotta face it. No excuse.
[[MORE]]This place always manage to make me lose myself completely. I feel like such a wreck again and I’m filled with guilt. I feel so unsafe and my anxiety is getting the best of me. I’m leaving tomorrow and even though I miss Chicago to death it is with split feelings I’m going. As usual I feel so much guilt for not being here and taking care of people, even though I know that...
I feel so much guilt but I really can’t force myself to go see one more dead body right now. I know that no one else but me is blaming myself right now, but still. I can’t help but feeling like a terrible person.. However, I just can’t deal right now.