my stomach has never hurted this bad from anxiety before i want to fucking end it
shyne like heaven
i am so stupidly anxious i want to fucking end it
shadow reaper
dont want to get out of bed
dont want to sleep
dont want to eat
dont want to starve
dont want to clean my mess
dont want to shower
dont want to talk
dont want to be left alone with my thoughts
dont want to go out
dont want to get better
dont want to feel anything
i get so disconnected from reality during the night, everything is on pause
nothing feels real
i hate it and i love it at the same time
thats the very reason i gotta leave