these bones are mere accessories

i’m so tired. and so so high. it’s been two hours since we smoked. it should be wearing off soon. i really need to finish this paper.

i do not know what to do with myself right now.

i feel like i want to crawl out of my skin.

“we accept the love we think we deserve”, right?

cause i’m pretty sure half the shit i do is because i don’t think i deserve the love i do have… and then i get upset because i feel unloved.

what the fuck.

I still fucking hate everyone…oops

note to a - i love you, but please stop asking me stupid questions. you are driving me crazy. i’m not mad at you, but i just can’t with all the texts. i will see you later. i’m just not in the mood to deal with people right now, and i really do not want to take my frustration out on you, because that is not okay. 

note to b - i’m sorry. i REALLY should not have said anything. you did not deserve that. at all. 

note to self - i just want to fucking scream. i keep making the same stupid mistakes and not learning from them. i act first and think second, and that is not okay. 

hell, i’m not okay. i just don’t know how to deal with all these fucking emotions in a healthy way that will not negatively impact myself or anyone else. 

i just want to have a good night with my friends :/

what’s the point of having friends if none of them ever have time for you?