I’m terrified that one day I’m going to wake up at hate my life. If I’m being completely honest, I already hate my life. I just need to get the fuck out of here and do something meaningful with my life. I want to move far, far away from here and start my life completely over. I filled three fucking pages in my ‘Not Fine’ journal today, which is basically a notebook where I write all the things that it’s not okay to say out loud. My life is just total shit right now and I feel like I have no one to talk to about it. Not like talking about it would make it any better, but whatever. Fuck. Blah blah blah no one actually cares. I just needed to rant.
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gizard said:
Ranting is good. Let it out. That book actually sounds like an awesome idea. Also if you want someone to talk to, I’ll listen
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honeyandsmoke reblogged this from the-adequate-gatsby and added:
Tumblr is the place for ranting,...hope you feel better soon. Things usually
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