I have to get up and go out to the post office and fax some things to do with work and all I want to do is stay in bed and continue to be sooky.

And I don’t know who I can drift to anymore.

For a week it was good, I was living rather than just existing. But now, here we are again, trapped in my room and I don’t have any motivation to do anything. Just want to go back to sleep and cry and I don’t even understand my own head when it’s like this.

Worst mood ever.

kaylainvincible:

And all at once I knew, I was not magnificent.

Really struggling to do anything but sit here and go through old photos and be sad.