i deserve fucking olympic gold medals for the amount of times i’ve cried this week and then gone to school and pretended to be fine for the sake of my friends and family

i look like a motherfucking glow-in-the-dark turtle with my phone light shining on my face that’s halfway covered by the hood of my sweatshirt as i lie under an obscene amount of blankets

my therapist: alright this week try to go to sleep by 11:30 and so be in bed by 11:00 without your phone

me, that same night at 12:09 watching videos on my phone in the dark: oopsie daisy