fighting the urge to skip my classes and relapse in the bathroom
there is no place in this world for people like me
I thought that everything was going great and i was getting better, then everything started to go downhill again.
I have a distinct memory of laying in my bed as a kid and wishing with all my heart that I would get hurt. That I would get into a bad car crash or I'd disappear. So my parents would cry and realize they didn't cherish me enough.
I find it sad that younger me thought she had to get hurt to feel loved.
fuck, i woke up, i’m still alive
whoever said life is worth it fuckin lied
this shit sucks ass
I wanna kms already
"You loved so deeply that even in moments of doubt, pain, uncertainty, all you thought about were others, not as much as giving yourself a second glance."
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