when its late,
this is when it starts.
this is when the doubt floods my mind.
when i have to know.
when i cant tell anymore.
i am full of doubt.
no matter how many times,
you say youre telling me the truth..
part of me cant believe you.
and at night that part takes over.
it down rains chaos, doubt, and paranoia.
spreading like a wildfire.
and for what feels like an eternity,
thats all i can think about.
and i can no longer fight it.
i start to believe it.
i start to question the truth.
and i become more afraid.
they may sound stupid to you,
but these are real issues i have.
fears, worries, nightmares.
things that keep me awake at night.
please dont treat them like nothing..
(Source: goesinmybutt, via death-to-death)
(Source: gonnacatchthemall, via death-to-death)
Trying the faux-papercut thing, and Katara is the perfect subject forever. So yes.
I think it looks pretty okay!
if i said i was alright, i would be lying.
i either care too much, or not at all.
im either afraid to get hurt, or i want to hurt myself.
if im not wanting to be alone then im lonely.
im either annoying and goofing off or im upset.
i have no middle ground anymore. its just one or the other.
i am fucked up, a bitch, annoying, indecisive, depressed, anxious, nervous, paranoid, scared, a terrible human being, sick, twisted, dying, suicidal, emotional, stupid, useless, worthless, lazy, judgemental, selfish, inconsiderate, easily angered, easily upset, lonely, pathetic, a loser, anti-social, undeserving, a waste, a disgrace, a failure, a monster, a freak, a demon, insecure, afraid, needy, forgetful, hypocritical, difficult, oblivious, not helpful, childish, immature, psycho, unstable, unreasonable, ugly, clingy, unsure of mysel, crying. but most of all, im terrible.
depression is when you don’t really care about anything
anxiety is when you care too much about everything
and having both is just like what