I’m at that weird age where every younger person I meet makes me realize how much l've aged, and every older person I meet makes me realize I'm still a baby.
Quando me chamam pra sair com uma semana de antecedência mas eu não sei se vou estar em mania, depressão, psicose ou hipomania, então só posso responder no dia
when i'm mad from my perspective but i can also see their perspective so now i’m carrying double the emotional weight and being eaten away by my anger and empathy