THIS. It’s like my mind is going 150mph and I can’t fucking control it anymore
this this this this this
^this is why i respect steven fry so much
Cant eat, sleep or be happy, whats the point in living if im slowly dying anyway.
On my own tonight, no one to talk and no drugs. Just me and my mind alone. And im very scared that I will talk myself into something I really dont want to do.
Staying strong is the hardest thing to do. I hate it.
Our vines suck.. Hahahahahahah