I Just Want Him To Love Me Again.

All I do is rot in bed, have breakdowns, ugly cry, fuck shit up, get drunk and cut myself. what a life (and it's all my fault, isn't it)

I feel like I need them more than they need me. Even if I am that one that ruined everything, I still need them. I crave them. It feels like they could care less. It's what I deserve.

i feel like the longer you have depression n r suicidal, the less people care

bc its like~ hes depressed rn?? he always is

he hasnt eaten?? he will at some point

hes sh again?? they're never deep anyway

he's gone missing again?? its fine he'll come home

he overdosed again?? he never takes enough tho

he tried to kill himself?? thats okay the attempts have never worked~ so it wont this time

nothing has purpose anymore

Making Levy all soft and glowy is probably one of my favorite activities :3

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why, in 2024, is it an unpopular opinion to say that you love men? like, sorry I'm bisexual and I love being bisexual, I don't "tolerate" or "pity" the side of me that is attracted to men and there is nothing wrong about (queer) relationships between men and women. even if one of them is straight that doesn't make the relationship any less queer when there is an actual queer person right there. stop erasing bisexual identities just because you cannot handle seeing women who actually love men or vice versa.

When eating does anyone else feel like throwing up as soon as the food touches your tongue? Especially when it comes to meat?

Life has lost meaning. Life has lost purpose. I'm so lost and numb without you. I can't do this anymore.

It feels like no matter who I mirror, no matter how hard I try to please people, no matter how nice I try to be— no one fucking likes me enough to stay or just return my energy equally. It’s so exhausting but I keep trying and trying to get this love and attention but it’s not sticking.