I think I’m addicted to working out but I’m not aloud to run or I’ll fuck up my leg even more than it already is and I can’t work out at all and this just sucks I feel so gross and I need to feel my blood moving.

no matter how close i think i am with someone there’s always someone before me like i’m literally never someone’s first option 

I have been so sad for so long, it’s been months. I think i’ve been lying to myself about my condition. I said I got better, everybody thinks I got better, but I’ve been lying to myself and to everyone. I am the same as I used to be. I’m so sad and I can’t sleep or eat or breathe and there’s so much going on around me and so many people are changing and growing and living and I’m stuck in the same exact place that I used to be. I can’t take this anymore. I’m so tired.