I have got to start being the person that others can’t be for me.
You know sometimes I fucking hate myself.
I’ve been in such a good headspace lately and it’s at risk of being fucking brutalized by how people I love turn into people I hate.
well well well. if it isn’t my old friend, the dawning realization that i fucked up real bad
reasons I can relate to a possum:
-tired & unkempt
-emotions ranging from “displeased” to “existential scream”
-no work ethic
-lies around looking dead when overwhelmed
-will eat trash & live amongst trash if left to own devices
-sometimes you feel bad and feed it a sandwich
I also hate being nice to people who don’t deserve it.
And most of the time I fucking hate people.
The people who are supposed to be your support beams yet turn out to be cracked foundation.
I’m just sick and tired of being people’s punching bag and I’m sick and tired of people saying both of these things, sometimes within moment of each other:
"You really seem to truly excel at anything you put your mind to."
"You’re not going to able to do that."
Sick and fucking tired of it.