fag

never grow up.

I can't tell if I'm about to have an asthma attack or if I'm getting claustrophobic

I'm tired of my own bullshit

I feel like a shitty person *sunglasses emoji*

**VENT POST**
          
          Apparently the person I need to rant about is in every fucking server I'm in so I'm doing it here.  
          
          First off, this man looks up my phone number in one of those search things and it pulls up my dead grandmother and he's like "Uh rae haha this chick's dead" and I had to explain to him that my great grandmother had the number before me and i was given the number when she passed. I asked why he looked it up and he complete blew over what I just told him and moved on to complain that he was depressed and was texting his exes for almost three hours. 
          
          After trying to calm myself down while there are three screaming children in my living room I'm informed that I get to sleep on the couch for sleeping baby patrol like every fucking time my nieces and nephews are over. I go back into the chat and send exactly two messages about not being able to sleep on my own bed when the kids are over and he made the conversation about himself yet again. "Rae, I too am also depressed" I'm Not depressed I'm mad. "nO oNE LisTEnS tO ME" I told him that I did listen and that I'm done for tonight and I get this message 
          
          "im also as in, i too am not only tired But depressed i wanna see her again so badly-
          don't ever care for anyone huh?"
          
          I- I'm going to slam my head full force into a concrete wall. 

I love it when someone who likes me confesses and I like them back and then they ghost me for what has now been a week

*insert funny meme about not knowing how to vent about your mental health so though feeling like a burden* 
          
          Ahaha

Also I thought bleaching my hair would help me not breakdown but it didn't I'm not okay 

I might be losing my mind but who knows
          . 
          It's not me I can tell you that 

That moment when your friend yells at you to go to bed because it's 1:15 am and you have to wake up at 5 to help prepare for a wedding