It’s starting to get to the point where I am almost ready to just get all my books and leave. Then I can spend my days alone reading and not communicating. It seems as though all my stress comes from the simple fact that I am forced to communicate daily. Not by anyone in particular, just people. I wish I could escape to some where beautiful. That way I wouldn’t feel like a constant disappointment. I’m tired.

@1 year ago with 2 notes
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  1. aintstandard said: you’ve written my everydayfeeling…
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