OKAY, I’M DONE WITH MY SPAMMING HAHAHA

It’s sad that I feel like I can’t talk to anyone about this. Or rather really let myself connected when I do. Spent my day zoning in and out of sleep, waking up to cry just enough.. I want someone to step up and say something, because I don’t want to be the first. 

And my mother, she’s right to be worried about me because I’m pushing myself too hard, in feeling all this anxiety. 

I feel the change in me again, and I can’t ignore it. I’ve fallen out of love, I’ve fallen out of hope and motivation. I have no more energy for this.

But I’ll be stuck in this phase for a minute before I actually make a move..

I’m just waiting for a sign.. 

alyfuckingmen:

Who’d have known that she hate it every time she takes a look in the mirror, really wishes she was thin