Crazzyyyramblings - Crazy

I have no reason to live but no energy to kill myself

I wish

Or maybe home is just two arms wrapped around you when you're at your worst.

they will replace me so easily and never remember who i even was

no matter how much my life is improving, i still feel empty and alone

fast drawing of Walter and Jesse as calico critters. dont mind the pizza

this text message has made me think of scollace since the first time i saw it so

watching my close friends live their life normally hurts so much because i wanted to achive things too. seeing them study what they want and actually can do it, get what they want, not having any problems in life, good family, and etc... and then there is me whos life is just a whole failure. it makes me wanna kms more when i hear how their life is normal and good. because i will never have a life like theirs. and before eveything, i wont see the world like them again. i lost my spark. i feel empty all the time and i dont find any meaning in living. i cant enjoy even little things like them anymore. i wish i was them. but i'm not. i'll just die in this darkness, alone with my all thoughts. there is no chance for me to see the world same again.

i cannot stop thinking about roughhousing. i want tickling and laughing that turns into wrestling that gets a little more serious and heated, until one of us is pinned down, both breathing hard and making out and thighs pressed in between each others legs and hickeys and bite marks all over and trying so hard not to be the one that cums first and failing, ending up getting fucked hard by the winner until you’re so drunk on all your orgasms you couldn’t fight back if you tried

when they think they can hurt me, but i have an emotionally immature mum and an emotionally unavailable dad