people talk too much. no one actually knows anything in this world, we are all wrong.
my stomach constantly hurts. it's constantly turning. not a good feeling.
i need to take a break. this is so hard. i'm a mess. i'm all over. i'm walking in circles. i have millions of legs walking in my head and they just form little black cirlces in the walls. i'm nervous. i'm excited. i'm afraid. i'm blind. i'm stupid. i wish i knew myself better.



being a teenager is so selfish. i wonder where the line is drawn