everything

i am more stressed than i have ever been in my life,
and i can only blame myself.

i hate that i come across as put together when i am as fallen apart as anything in the world has ever been.

you think london bridge is falling down?
bring it on.

i am the little engine that couldn't,
i am the cinderella whose slipper didn't fit,
i am the big bad wolf who huffed and puffed and still the house withstood.

oh god oh god oh god
i need a mental health day.

i wish, i mean, i just, i can't, i want, i have, i know, but still
i let myself down with every waking moment.

honestly, i'm just waiting to let myself down in my sleep as well.

i am the most stoppable force in the world, and everything around me is an immovable object.

help me.