There Is Something Undeniably Romantic About Touching Someone. Your Fingers Brushing Against Their Bare

No one is more disappointed in me than I am.

it's so fucked up that you could just eat a micro sd card

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

how I crave to feel loved and enjoyed. I want to feel as though my presence is desired and beloved. I want my heart to feel full. but it's not about what I want. this is exactly what I deserve. I am hideous and vile. I am gross and deceitful. apathetic and unlovable, just as it was intended.

*having sex* w-wait... *opens closet, pulls out rope* I was going to use this to kms but like hey *ties u up*

crying and sobbing bc at the end of the day all i want is a partner who is sweet to me and thinks of me fondly