Chaotic_Love_x

Chaotic_Love_x

I think its stressful when teachers would ask me where I saw myself in 5 years, like bitch???
          
          Bold of you to assume I’ll be alive that long
          
          It’s a miracle I made it this far, let alone FIVE YEARS

Ur_Mum_445

ISTG! I already lived longer than I expected to!
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Chaotic_Love_x

The best part about writing is that people are forced to listen
          
          I have so many thoughts left unspoken because nobody in my life cares enough about what I have to say
          
          But you do
          
          You care
          
          At least a little
          
          Because if you didn’t you wouldn’t have read this far
          
          So
          
          Thanks

Chaotic_Love_x

I know a lot of my conversations are morbid but like, this is the reality of mental health
          
          It can’t always be about selfcare and feeling good
          
          Sometimes you need to vent
          
          To be as toxic as possible for a just a few moment
          
          To be vulnerable and not strong
          
          To rest
          
          To get validation
          
          To know that you aren’t messed up or broken for thinking bad things, it’s okay, tell me tour inner most demons and we can be messed up together
          
          At least for a little while
          
          Until we have to pretend to be okay again
          
          And maybe once we get that thought out of our heads, maybe it won’t be pretend anymore

Chaotic_Love_x

I hate being such a good listener
          
          People always assume that I don’t want to talk about anything because I’m good a listening
          
          It’s like they’re talking AT me, not with me
          
          Like they see me as an object, one they can talk to and have listen but it’s all one sided
          
          What about me?
          
          I have things to say too
          
          I want to talk about things too
          
          Talk WITH me, not AT me
          
          Please
          
          I’m a person too
          
          If you want something to talk AT then I’ll see you in my deathbed, won’t be much different 
          
          You can do all the talking and I’ll listen
          
          Forever