Of my queue.
Of my Tumblr?
Of feeling like I’m wasting my time.
Of this place taking my emotions and wringing them out constantly.
Of life getting nowhere.
Thank you to everyone who has messaged or commented. Liked and reblogged. Who looked beyond the posts and maybe got to know me a bit or felt they did.
I don’t know what this means. I feel like I’m letting you all down which is stupid because I’m just posting silly stuff and except for a few people, you don’t really know much about me, but I care about you all.
I honestly don’t know if or when I’ll be back, Right now I just want every raw emotion I’m feeling to stop and to not feel used or like a user myself.
I invest too much in things that will likely go nowhere time and time again.
It’s fucking pathetic and needs to stop