keep trying to ask my housemates to clean their mess and its just gotten to the point where i have to clean up every single thing or live in a disgusting house and its stressing me out so much :((((((((
I’m sorry if I’m constantly bugging you to talk to you or to text you. I’m sorry that I’m clingy. I’m sorry that you’re the best thing to come into my life. But I’m mostly sorry for being clingy, please don’t get annoyed by me.
— Sylvia Plath
— Kahlil Gibran
so many people tell me different things about myself and others and its really hard to listen and believe it all since it just makes me really scared and paranoid. i walk around expecting the worst of people only to be surprised that everything is completely fine and ive been worrying about all this stuff for no reason.