You know what absolutely boggles my mind? That healthy people exist. Genuinely healthy people. No mental illness, no physical illness, no chronic illness. Just healthy. What a life that must be.
Plan A: transition, marry my bf, get better at writing and turn it into a job
Plan B:
I don’t have an ounce of fucking privacy do I Jesus Christ
Loneliness…stifled by the internet….but ever present.
I love how this entire acc is a cry for help but as soon as someone notices and tries to talk about it my brain just completely shuts down
How the idea of randomly posting a goodbye message and offing myself starts to feel past 12 pm
Ok so when I act ‘normal’ I’m not autistic bc I show no signs of it but when I do ‘act autistic’ I’m possessed by a demon.
Right.
Can’t wait to go out with my grandma tonight knowing she’s gonna fucking destroy every bit of my self worth
“Oh I’m so excited for my friends birthday pool party!”
My arms/shoulders: 😈
i must not kill myself . killing myself is the myself killer
i fucking hate it here