istg it was (perhaps it is, bc it’s still continuing) the worst day that ever happened to me. i’d been crying for the whole day, and i couldn’t stop. why don’t i have a tiny place to hide and just spend the rest of my life crying in there? ;_____; 

fagbarbie:

*doesn’t have internet access for a week*

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timelady-of-221b:

I FUCKING HATE SOCIAL ANXIETY BECAUSE YOU’RE SCARED TO TALK TO PEOPLE BUT ALSO DYING TO TALK TO PEOPLE AND HANG OUT AND RELAX AND HAVE FUN AND NOT BE ALONE AND LONELY AND FEEL LIKE SHIT BUT YOU DO FEEL LIKE SHIT BECAUSE YOU CAN’T EVEN RELAX ENOUGH TO TALK TO PEOPLE WITHOUT OVERTHINKING EVERYTHING