𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗿𝗱 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗼𝗻

Mentally exhausted middle daughter “emotionally mature since age 10” syndrome.

Could be us

Being tired all the time has legit become a part of my personality.

I love the ones who don’t take my distant behaviour personally, who just accept me for the messed up, avoidant person I am without making me feel guilty for it.

Hate it when I overshare and then they use it later just to hurt me.

Forever the weird girl who feels out of place.

Who needs enemies when you have friends who pick and choose when they want to be your friend.

I wouldn't say I need help, but I wouldn’t mind if someone actually cared enough to notice.

I care more about going on my daily walks than i care about anyone’s opinion.

I'm glowing, but only from the fire that’s burning me.

I feel like a phone charger that only works if u bend it a certain way.

There’s a dead flower in my journal, and somehow it still feels more alive than I do.

I’m not built to work, I’m built to brood in a victorian estate with all my unread books.

‏اللَّهُمَّ صَلِّ وَسَلِّمْ عَلَى نَبِيِّنَا مُحَمَّدٍ ﷺ .

I never learned how to let people close without losing myself in the process, so I keep a distance and call it peace.

She’s a 10, but on the instability scale.