I was once called “the embodiment of goofiness”. When the darkness comes creeping in I look back and it reminds me of who I really am

“All the people in the world turned evil at once” - all the light we cannot see

Ready to feel like me again

PMDD seems to be getting the best of me. One day at a time

Tbh I’ve been deleting hundreds of photos from when we got together- I don’t recognize “us” in the photos anymore

Fasting for the last 26 hours and I still don’t feel hungry

I disappeared from all of my socials end of last year. It’s so strange how embarrassing it is to me whenever I want to try and come back. Like hey sorry I ran away because my mental health is shit but guess what?! The world is worse and I’m not getting any better.. sorry

I failed me.