TardisBlueBowties

Sometimes, you're with me in my dreams. I hold your hand, too. But for some reason, it hurts. It physically pains me to hold your hand. It feels like an electric jolt, right up to my elbow, then into my chest. You smile at me, and I try to smile back, but your palms against mine are killing me. I have no idea what this means, except for the obvious. You hurt me.

I can't sleep because dressers become devils in the dark and towels can be terrifying If I close my eyes I'll only see nightmares and monsters so I think I'll just wait until morning.

The automatic thank you's that you type in reply to every comment on your art anger me.    If you are a poet, write something meaningful! Thank you is a dry phrase, reserved for people with manners and other useless things I want an answer, not a reply

            I think I'm paranoid. Computers make me anxious because they could be tracking my every move    I have to double check with myself that I didn't go onto the deep web and hire a hit man because then the FBI would find me and interview me and    I have trouble with talking to people.        I don't turn my head when I'm alone in a room        I don't think dirty things in a room full of people because you never know who can read minds.                I always look over my shoulder and I never let my guard down. I listen to every conversation to make sure it isn't about me j and the gay fanfics I read                I use fake

    Sometimes I want to stick my fingers down my throat and gag up all of my feelings. I want it to be out of me, so I can be okay again.

i frequently have dreams where i cannot open my eyes i try to i try so hard to but i can't do anything