I am scared to love again.
Angst. Angst das dieser ganze Druck mich wieder zurück wirft. Zurück zu dem was vergangen war.
All I want is for things to work
But it feels like it’s all at a standstill
That he doesn’t really give a shit if I talk to him or not
It’s even gotten to the point I’ll post teasing photos or videos on my snap
That he’ll comment and we can have more then idle chit chat
I’m trying to get him to come over and hang out. But I don’t want to push or seem needy
It’s hard to not act that way when he just seems to not care and he barely does more then minimum in texting unless he is particularly interested
I’m so fucking scared and sad that he might not really care and I’m being dumb
And obviously scraping for his attention
I’m so dumb and pathetic for crying over this
But I can’t stop
I love him
And I miss him so much
I’m tired of waiting and going at a snail’s pace
I just want him back
I feel like I’m going to break
But this time not because he isn’t here
But instead because he is and because he doesn’t care
Idk. I’m scared…
I watched a creepypasta yesterday and now it’s 3 in the morning and I’m scared.
there was a huge freaking spider on the wall and then it fell and I practicallyturned my whole room upside down looking for it but I cant FIND IT i just hope it scuttled away back where it came from :(
Everything is about to change.
my stepdads psychopathic son is coming over for his birthday and i don’t want to deal with it. He genuinely scares me and i haven’t seen him in a while because he got kicked out of the house for threatening to kill my stepdad and make my moms life hell. and i don’t use the word psychopathic as an exaggeration either
.. im just gunna hope i can do everything tomorrow with enough time. graduating in a pandemic is a bad time to be wholly apathetic..
But I’m scared.
Hey gamers aint it nice when you have to hide in your room from your own mother
I get it. I’m paranoid and I get scared really easily and I flinch really hard and I jump like a foot in the air and it’s probably really fun to scare me. Please don’t. I hate being scared. I can’t control how I react. Please just don’t scare me.
I think I’m denying my feelings and I’m scared.
I know you are scared but you can handle this.
I woke up at nine in the morning yesterday. My eyes felt numb from crying until four. I attempted to break up with my boyfriend that midnight. The conversation lasted four hours. It was for a stupid reason–I felt strangled and trapped in our relationship because it seems like he was there for the long haul. I wanted out because I’m nineteen and I didn’t want to get married to the first guy I date in college. He eventually convinced me to consider not to if the only reason is that instead of “I don’t love you.”