Yo yo yo I can’t find a reason to live again but we’re gonna keep going anyway

No one will help me

There's too much fucking pressure on my brain there is too much to worry about too much to think about fuck

You're fucking sick

There's a feeling. A very particular feeling you get on a night when you get drunk with good people, and you get close to that girl you like, and even though you're drunk you try your very best not to do anything TOO stupid, and when everyone goes to bed that drunk girl you like lies down with you and just allows your arms to wrap around her and you just feel closer to her than ever before and you feel wanted and you feel good. There's a very particular feeling you get when you wake up and she's not there. When there's just an empty spot or a missing sheet that she took with all her warmth. It's happened quite a few times so I know the feeling well. I think it's one of the worst things you can feel. The deprecation of hope, realization of illusion, confusion, regret, shame, loneliness, abandonment, idk how exactly to describe it but to be frank it just really sucks. And I feel it nearly everyday of my life nowadays and that just seems fucked up and unfair.

Who knew we could fall so far

Human disaster magnet