My Dad Was Mean Again He Said Really Horrible Things About Me. I’m So Tired

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.

keeping this in mind for the new back to school season

maica...

BAD OMENS - Careful What You Wish For (Official Music Video)

I hate hate hate when I'm so overloaded that I stop seeing people as complex beings and can only process them as sensory hell machines or something I hate thinking about people that way

what if I am my own misery

sometimes all you can do is accept your inner void

I'm okay (I promise)

(hung out w my best friend)