I promise I’m fine
Freaking out on the inside because I feel like the whole world is against and my anxiety is eat me from the inside out
Irritating at least that’s the only logic reason nobody I ever love loves me back
Noxious to myself with any edged object sharp enough to pierce my skin in hopes that this cutting will take all the other pain
Extreme insane sometimes I feel like I might belong in a loony bin for how crazy I am
But you don’t care about any of that so I’m fine