[texts back three years later] haha not much what about you
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y’know when you’ve been empty for a while and you finally feel one (1) emotion but it’s so strong and terrible that you’d rather go back to feeling absolutely nothing
you are not obligated to help anyone. helping people out of guilt or because ‘it’s the right thing’ isn’t necessary. you come first. you’re allowed to be selfish.
I love pretending to hate myself so nobody suspects I’m actually a narcissistic piece of shit.
*nervous laughter* yes, pretending
me: I want to [some fucked up shit]
me @ myself: that’s probably not good
me: *laughs dryly*
me after 2 days of productivity: I’m the smartest person alive. I’m so passionate. Actually, I’m the most passionate. I’m a great person. The best. No one compares to my greatness.
“How beautiful it would be to find someone who’s in love with your mind.”
— Unknown
My mind is fucked up
I don’t feel like a real person. I just feel like a collection of what people want me to be and various mental disorders.
sometimes I think I’m better than everyone else but then I remember I am
