sometimes i'm tempted to ask my online friends if they think i'm pretty (i love external validation) but then i remember they've never even seen my fucking face
when i hurt myself and it actually hurts
i'm perfect. i am better than everyone else. i'm the best. i am better than everyone else. i'm perfect i'm perfect i'm perfect i'm perfect i'm perfect i'm perfect
there is genuinely nothing more infuriating than seeing others find the kind of love that i yearn for
I will be so fr I was lying when I’m sorry.
I mean it, he’s fucking mine, stay away.
calm tf down
one day i'll kill myself and everyone will be soooo sad and all the people i tried being friends with that didn't return my efforts will realize they missed out on the most amazing person they could ever possibly meet. then they'll kill themselves too and i won't feel bad about it bc i'm also dead and we'll be friends in the afterlife or our graves or whatever. i'll also make sure to write some hilarious jokes in my suicide note. if i'm not funny, i'm not me. also my grave will always have sparkles around it because i'm very magical and cool. thank you for listening to my ted talk
i think he's back oml
Every Woman That Follows Me Is An Angel And Beautiful
i hate when i want to talk to someone SO BADLY, but i can't find anything to say, or i'm afraid they'll think i'm annoying. this happens to me all the time, it's so horrid
i absolutely adore feeling someone else's weight on me, it's like a blanket but cooler
checking my notifications first thing in the morning as if anyone actually texts me
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