i feel so prohibited to talk to you both.
it's exhausting.
i hate this self-doubt always talking
me into the negativity of it all.
i want my optimism back, please.

p.s [one of you] i bet you know you're
hawt seriously, look at you.


blah. i'm feeling annoyingly insecure again.
and i just want to crawl in a hole and sleep
'till i'm 19. seriously.

i can't take this shitastic reality.
my head hurts and i have 848239048329048
things to do.

please let this week be over. pleasepleaseplease.

x