Seeing people on the brink of self destruction is honestly one of the most heartbreaking and scariest things to watch.
I’m stuck between wanting to be an adult, accomplishing a lot, and contributing a lot to society and lying on my floor, ignoring my responsibilities, and crying to sad songs alone in my room.
Am I that uninteresting?
Im tired of being the girl everyone wants to fuck and keep in their life but no one wants to be with…
I’m a closed book, but I’d open beautifully if I was given the opportunity