Realizing That The Ppl You Make Time For Can’t Find It In Themselves To Give You Even A Second Of Their

please don't leave; when I think you're leaving my head gets fuzzy and the world caves in and my heart bursts and leaks into my legs and the rot overcomes me

my scars are fading.

i need to make more

Feel better by Penelope Scott is the ultimate relapse song

sorry I ghosted you I wanted to see if you cared about me and would miss me if I was gone

I love my scars

"erm that leaves scars" Thats the best part

Buying my coworkers lunch and gifts as if this is stardew valley and I can bribe them to be my friends

Born to be clingy and obsessive, forced to be cool and nonchalant about things

One minute you’re recovering so well, feeling like life is worth living and you are worth loving. The next you are alone again, feeling 13 years old and harming yourself, reminded of why no one could ever like you in the first place. I fear I will always return back to that person…