that shitty feeling when you wanna go out & be social, but once you’re out, all you wanna do is be back at home
Does anyone else lie in bed at 2:30am filled with the crippling fear that they’re never going to accomplish anything in life and fail miserably or is that just me
no im just scared of the monster thats under my bed
I haven’t seen you in a week and this is what I get??