Does Anyone Else Lie On The Floor And Pretend To Be Dead Or Are You Normal

i know the real me

Sometimes killing myself doesn't feel like enough. Sometimes I think I need to be erased from history

According to my therapist, I am “passively su1c1d4l.” Means I’m too chicken shit to actually pull the trigger, so I just fantasize about the bang.

How are you supposed to just get up and go to school and go to work and come home and make dinner and fold the laundry and not want to kill yourself the whole fucking time.

try to be gentle while tearing me apart

i think i am fundamentally unlovable. i break everything i touch.

that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao

I’ve come here to make an announcement! Shadow the hedgehog’s a JOLLY ass NICE LISTER! He GAVE PRESENTS to my fucking wife. That’s right! He took his hedgehog fuckin BURLAP SACK out and GAVE A GIFT to my fucking wife, and he said his BELLS were “this JINGLY!” and i said “that’s JOLLY!” So i’m making a callout-post on my twitter dot com: Shadow the hedgehog your STOCKING’S FULLA COAL and guess what? Here’s what my STOCKING looks like! 💣💣💣💣💣💥💥💥💥 That’s right baby! No coal! No sticks! No itchy sweaters! Look at that it looks like CANDYCANES and TOYS! He GIFTED my wife so guess what? I’m gonna GIFT the world! That’s right! This is what you get! My super RED-NOSED REINDEER!

Ready to split my head open on some concrete to stop these thoughts from continuing