carpathianx:

aburialatsea:

Most days are bad days, and we can’t just wait for someone to pick me up off the concrete.
Stopped standing proud a year ago now, all thats left is just a shell of what I used to be.
I can’t believe I got so weak.

I’m stuck here wide awake in the wake of bad news, it’s like it never stops raining and I’m scared, too. You know that I can’t take naps cause they end in panic attacks, and I can’t play video games cause I just end up depressed. I can’t be left alone now for even a second, I’m a burden but at least I know it.