have u ever accidentally opened the wrong cabinet in ur kitchen and it’s just like wtf how long have i lived here again
Nobody understands me or what i'm going through. Or they probably just don't care.
crazyclownalien: fangpants: “Social Anxiety doesn’t exist, you’re just shy” “Just suck it up and go ask an employee, you’re being a baby” “It’s not that hard to call someone, just do it” “Stop making up excuses, job interviews aren’t that bad” “God, why did you freak out like that? it was just a few people” “Have you tried just getting over it?” My dad says some of these things to me...
when you press backspace a few times in hopes of deleting text and then THE BROWSER GOES BACK LIKE 5 PAGES
paulyoptosaurus: you cant just skip to your favorite part of a song you have to earn it
love-nicola-roberts: PLOT TWIST: Girls Aloud never released On The Metro as a single because Nicola is gonna release it as a single on her next solo album.
Anonymous asked: Please done think like that, just please dont. You're going to look back in a few years with an amazing life and think "i am worth it, i am important" just smile, everyhting eventually gets better x
I hate myself so much. I’m such a useless and irrelevant person, everyone fucking hates me. What’s the point anymore? I just want to disappear.
I want to meet myself from someone else’s point of view
Hate it when people try and make things like being socially awkward look all “cute” no STOP. Having panic attacks and being terrified to face a room full of people will never be FUCKING CUTE
People: express your feelings
People: let them out
People: it's not good to hold it all in
Me: *expresses feelings*
People: whoa calm down
People: quit exaggerating
People: get over it
angrynerdyblogger: do you ever just “what the fuck is the point” so hard that you stop everything you’re doing and stare and pretty much wonder why you don’t vanish from existence because the level of done you are should pretty much deconstruct your biological makeup
it’s ridiculous how so much of your future depends on how successful you are as a teenager
cumber-bitches: wibblywobblyrandomyfandomystuff: watchtheskytonight: thewholockgames: dean-the-hug-monster: I have a panic disorder. While having an attack one day, I called my boyfirend because I was scared. He hung up the phone as soon as I said that and was over in no time to comfort me. He doesn’t have a car. He lives 10 miles away. He ran. MARRY HIM DING DONG THOSE ARE FUCKING...