No chill at all
Love isn’t fickle. Humans are.
How I wish I was worth fighting for.
Tfw you cry yourself to sleepy almost every night same.
I need a hand with this worrisome heart.
Bacchus and unattached hair made my day bye
I wonder what they’d do.. if I left twitter for a while and didn’t say anything.
I feel like in the last two years, I’ve had a contradicting revelation. I’ve found and lost myself at the same time.
I’ve become frighteningly antisocial, yet I’ve overcome certain things in my personality that I once was unconfident about.
But to gain mental awareness only to gain so much weight bothers me.
So its time to match shit up right? Pushing myself isn’t easy, but I need to focus on myself now that I finally have the chance.
The pain of arm mountain climbs is seared into my mind. Yeesh.