i don’t know what the actual fuck is wrong with me.
i keep looking over my shoulder as if someone is going to kill me. i was just home alone for 30+ minutes and i kept turning around. why? why? why?
is something really after me? i don’t even know what to think anymore. why do i think that? why won’t my fucking mind give it a rest, for once? stop stop stop
it was always trains not this. this fear is getting a huge grip on me. i don’t know what to do. it’s stupid because i have to travel on that tin can everyday if i want to get myself home and into the comforts of my bed.
everything is just a blur now. i’m stressing over too many thoughts. way too many. every time. i over think. apparently i am more logical than emotional because the moon on my left thumb is bigger than my right.
ugh. i don’t know what to do. this is so dumb. bye.