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i haven’t slept but when i close my eyes we still talk a lot

I just want 5 mins of your time.

Please.

You can leave me right after I just want your comfort for a little bit.

Nobody cares if you threaten to commit suicide.

Nobody cares if you show the blood stained blouse.

No one cares.

They only care when you’re gone.

But I am weak.

I can’t do it because I get too scared.

Whenever I cut myself, I face my plushies against the wall so they won’t see me bleed.

They don’t like blood.

One day when I’m not “me” I hope she does it.

#baby hotline ep

I was murdered in my past life.

I hope my fans continue to support me.

I want to be alone, but I also want someone with me.

I’m fine being alone, but I get moments where I desperately need someone to talk to.

I don’t even ask for much either, I just want a few minutes of their time to vent.

When I’m desperate I try to get them mad.

For me, it’s better to stir shit to get them to argue with me.

Because at that point we are talking.

And I feel seen.

Even if it destroys our relationship.

I am a very complicated person.

I hurt people to hurt me.

Because that’s how I got my attention growing up.

I don’t like being called a monster.

I don’t know what to do anymore.

The path you’re heading towards will break mom’s heart.

I don’t know what I want.

I don’t know what will make me happy.

She’s back in my life now, but it doesn’t feel the same.

So what’s the point?

My thoughts are possibly clouded.

I hate that I can’t tell which is the real me thinking.

Having access to so many people’s thoughts is taxing on my mental health.

He never meant any of you to be dependent on something he built.

You even said yourself that you feel as if you can’t cope without it.

You’ll feel better soon.

“Art is always evolving and once you release it, it belongs to us, and we can do whatever we want with it!”

The black rain is falling from the sky I am a being with no desires Beloved bystanders with the same sins Are cracking from this neurosis Now, trembling justice, embrace my unerasable scars, Accept this body and we’ll go together, nameless monster.

It was a very nice June

If neither heaven nor hell exists, Then who can judge this filthy reality? I breathe out, "Let us meet again."

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