Reasons I Am A Shitty Friend

#342

…because sometimes I lose entire chunks of time sitting on my couch paralyzed with pain.

I can’t say happy birthday or ask how you are. I can’t intake how your day was on top of this inexplicably excruciating sadness.

I can’t do anything– while trying to do every thing to occupy my mind.

I am constantly trying to prevent my own implosion.

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