you're too mean. I don't like you.

I wish I could puke up how I feel.

I can’t even normal-puke, though.

I’m so tired.

I feel like I’m failing a lot lately.

I want someone to hold me up so much. I know I’m behind on a lot and I’m slow and I’m forgetful, but my heart is in the right place, isn’t it?

I don’t want to feel like this anymore.

like, too scared to leave my closet.

like, every sound makes me cry.

like, pathetic.