The Summer Is Like Well What If It Was Unbearable Outside And You Can't Wear Any Cool Jackets. And Everyone's

the peace of coming to terms with being everyone's second choice is quite disturbing, actually.

I so dislike the feeling (and situation) when I’m talking about something and someone else starts talking about something else and everyone focuses on them and suddenly nobody is listening to me, nobody cares what I was saying…

Being ignored by someone who means everything to you is the worst feeling ever and I can feel that shit right now.

Literally cannot emphasize enough that my #1 writing advice is to stop being afraid. Stop being afraid of sounding too cringe, or too stupid, or too horrifying, or too horny, or too weird, or too much, or too little, or too you. You need to put your entire pussy into your art. Sure, it won't be to everyone's tastes, but if you keep yourself to the blandest tamest safest roads possible you will be of no one's tastes, not even yours.

apologies for the shitty screenshot + repost from r/philosophymemes but YEAH and I love the way this is worded

Friends who

Don’t ignore you……damn i wonder what that feels like

I don’t think there is a worse feeling than realising no one is listening to your story

the sad thing is I'm always resting but I never feel rested

The urge to fall back into all of my bad habits because i am too tired and they feel familiar.

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