do y'all ever want to die out of curiosity
like
what happens after death?
and if I die,
who's going to cry?
who would actually care?
and who would forget about me the easiest?
will I be reincarnated?
and then you realize killing yourself out of curiosity is really fucking stupid
sometimes the words coming out of other people's mouths scare me and i want to run away and hide but i can't and everything hurts and life was okay and now it isn't and i don't know why and i can't breathe fucking hell somebody help me
that was me hyperventilating it's all good now i have remembered how to breathe and act like a normal member of society
my life is a fucking mess and i'm terrified
YOU ARE READING
Amy's Big Book of Bitching
Randomfor some reason I find more comfort sharing my feelings online for the world to see than talking to my friends about it. probably cuz if you don't know me you're less likely to judge me. so yeah here we go.
