- Anxiety: hey!
- Me: what now?
- Anxiety: Nothing, just wanted to worry you today.
- Me: ...great
- Anxiety: Hey your boyfriend/girlfriend didn't text you back, they're probably with someone else right now.
- Me: ....
- Anxiety: Oh your best friend hasn't spoken to you today either. They're probably sick of your shit.
- Me: ....
- Anxiety: Your parents said they're really proud of you..do you honestly believe that?
- Me: ....
- Anxiety: Where do you see yourself in a year? Oh wait, you can barely get through a day!
- Me: ...shut up.
- Anxiety: Will you ever rise to anything?
- Me: Shut up!
- Anxiety: Or are you always this pathetic? Lol
- Me: Why can't you leave me alone!?
- Anxiety: Because messing with your head is what I live for.
It annoys me how if you’re not good at Art or Music it’s okay because you’re just “not talented” in that area but if you’re not good at Science, Maths or English you’re “dumb”.
How I cross a street
I don’t look both ways, I just walk.
When a car comes I think to myself, “you got brakes. You hit me I get money.”
