Basically just realized that I’ll never accomplish any of my dreams and I’ll never be famous because my social anxiety prevents me from achieving anything I want. I’m so fucking sad and I can’t even cry because my roommate is here. I really wish I could just go home.
Philipp Plein Details A/W ‘13 | Chic Allure
This is what first inspired me to become a poet.
Shut up. It’s fucking black.
"you’re an adult now"
"you need to choose a career"
"you need to make your own doctor’s appointment"