i realized that no one, not even my mother or closest friends knows what i’m actually like in the inside of my head, and the only person who actually knows who i am is me
I can’t explain how jealous I am of people who have a genuine group of friends who go out and do stuff together and talk everyday…..sounds really sad but I actually don’t speak to anyone anymore.
people be like oh you’re in your 20s you have a whole life to live but I already feel as if I’ve missed every opportunity and made all the wrong decisions and it’s just fucked now