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not before im perfect.
what happened to me?
because why can't i?
i wouldn't say so
how i look at someone who asks if im ok
me in history ౨ৎ
girls when they remember.
yeah no it's totally cool that you left me on read for 6+ hours after i finally reached out to you after an of entire week not speaking im totally not frothing at the mouth or anything
it's pathetic how much i fucking hate you. i can't fucking stand it. i hate that you're out with your fucking friends and ignoring me. you know i want you to be happy but why can't you see how much of my happiness you're responsible for. why the fuck did you get me addicted to you like this and then just fuck off.
I think everything is just supposed to be fucking miserable all the time.
i hate snapchat memories lol. just saw some pics from 5 years ago of me and my friends on call when we started online school during the pandemic and it fucking stung way more than i anticipated. these people don't talk to me anymore. they've all moved on with their lives and im still drowning in the past by myself, wishing they'd come back to get me. they have partners and new friends in our old city, and i got forcefully pulled away to a whole new province without my permission. i get to start all over again with friendships and family i don't want in my life.
i miss my friends.
why am i even bothering with sobriety and cleanness at this point. all i wanna do is be high and forget how fucking miserable im gonna be for the rest of my life. just for a few hours. but i cAnT because tHinGs WoNt EvEr gEt BeTtEr iF yOuRe uSiNg. who the fuck cares if it gets better at this point? it obviously fucking won't. i'm trapped in this fucking disgusting body forever. the least i can do for myself is make myself happy for a little while.
chat should i actually block every single one of my friends from my hometown and completely isolate myself in another province
is anyone else's mother a passive aggressive cunt for no reason or is it just mine