daniel once again reminds me that i am evil, literally his exact words tonight. what he doesn't know is that my buba is teaching me the power of belief and that i will brute force this into existence that i am good and kind and sweet and nice.
she and her books also say i need to forgive him, i don't know if i ever can.
kinda tired fighting for a life i don’t even want
there is nothing better than praying to my Gods. i thank them nearly every day but i want to especially thank them for the blessings and grace they have extended towards my life. may my prayers continue to be heard, and may they bless me with this opportunity tomorrow. i’m nervous, but i know that everything that happens does so for a reason.
blessed be everyone <3
don’t stalk spotifies unless you want to be fighting back tears in the bathroom LMFAO :’/
this was written during a suicidal episode, so please bear with the fragmented thoughts and overall vagueness of the big feelings I was feeling.
tonight the black hole where my heart is supposed to be feels as if it will eat me alive.
Maybe in another life I can be gentle. Maybe there my soul is kind.
literally just want to die so for once my brain could SHUT THE FUCK UP
✩ 21 ✩ bpd, bipolar, & cptsd diagnosed ✩ helpol ✩ “Freedom is a length of rope. God wants you to hang yourself with it.”
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