visiting an optical waterfall

i don’t really wanna be me anymore. i have such a great life, i flew to new york for the teen vogue experience, im on the 19th floor of a prestigious hotel but yet i feel…nothing

i feel hurt. by what? my own thoughts? i wanna cry and throw up and hide under a pillow. i never want to see a human soul again but still i’m begging god to please please put someone in my life. i need a hug. i need my baby but i can’t have her

my eyes are watering and i’m huddling for warmth on this couch

i quit

please someone make it stop

i don’t even know what’s happening! why am i the biggest piece of shit ever?

i’m going towards my dream

the nightmare i had last night

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