Why are numbers ruining my life?
Test scores, weight, mile time, jean size, gpa, number of friends… like why do i have to quantify things in numbers?
why arent my test scores ever good enough?
why isnt my weight ever good enough?why isnt my mile time good enough?
why aren’t I ever good enough for everyone? for you? for myself?
I’m just so angry at these numbers
I have all these feelings bottled up and absolutely no one knows about it. And no one cares.
Sometimes I feel invincible and capable of anything, but mostly I feel like the world rests on my shoulders and is crushing me by the second. I can’t take it anymore. I’m just tired.
Determined to change how my family functions, cause they’re all a bunch of little shits.
i am currently suffering from severe lack of kisses, please donate to my cause
i think part of growing up is understanding song lyrics
What the hell happened to you? I miss you