These days I just try to keep to myself, well aware I’ve lost touch with everyone else. I understand that I’m fading away. I’d rather play dead than play catch up, because no one really cares all that much.
I hate allergy season. Someone come put me out of my misery, ugh. 😞
i get really happy when it’s not me who starts the conversation because that removes so much anxiety about whether i’m bothering the person or if they secretly hate me even if i know that’s not true
Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not for Sale (via observando)