Lita
Lita / 26 / INFP ♉🍄
IG: @2lita 🍨🍰
I'm a nerdy stoner poet🎮📚who loves to write about anxiety, depression, and other mental health issues.🥰 I'm obsessed with art and music,🎨🎹 and I'm a total conspiracy creep!!😈👽
14 Reasons Why
If there's someone in your life you're thinking of ditching this Valentine's day, but you're just not sure if you want to go through with it, here's 14 reasons why you probably should. If any of these are true for you, it might be time for you to finally forget them and move on. And since it is the 14th, I picked 14 songs to help you do just that.
Not over yet
Your eyes were rolling back and forth in their sockets We knew that it wasn't Tylenol in your pockets Every day it was the same,
Walking Away
As someone who has suffered from separation anxiety for most of their life, one of the hardest things for me has always been letting go of people, even when they're not good for me. The constant fear of being alone keeps me holding on, even when it hurts me. Because somehow I've convinced myself that the pain is worth it, even if it means losing myself in the process.
Beauty in Desolate Places
I was raised in one of the most dangerous cities in the United States, Saginaw, Michigan. The place where the crime rate is higher than the crackheads in the alleyway is the place that I call home.
10 Love Poems from a Terribly Hopeless Romantic: Part 1
[1] 0 results found. Looking for love in all the wrong places Trying to fill up all these empty spaces in me. [2] Hot Shot
Anxiety Horror Story - Episode 2: The Pizza
So, several years ago I was at my grandma's house with my family. No-one felt like cooking that night, so we decided to order pizza. I was originally excited about the idea, until I was assigned with the task of ordering it...
Pesticide
Sometimes I self medicate to eliminate every single trace of the hate life creates It's like we're all living a lie, left and chained to die,
ESCAPE
I think my mind needs help, I often hide myself inside myself In a place where I can lie and hide myself inside my shell I can't talk to you, I'll come unglued, can't think or breathe or yell
