maybe nobody can love me. maybe I'm just that much of a mistake
maybe I just need to fucking reckon with that for good
and maybe dying would be less painful

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maybe nobody can love me. maybe I'm just that much of a mistake
maybe I just need to fucking reckon with that for good
and maybe dying would be less painful
Hey Google how do I be Enough
this is ur sign that if youve spent all your life bottling up shit and thoughts and feelings and someone tells u its ok to let it out w them and feel your feelings authentically and be honest and that u should defend yourself especially with them that its a LIE and a TRAP theyre LYING they WILL judge you and turn you in to the NORMAL PEOPLE POLICE that will HATE you and JUDGE u for not Being Normal do nOT fall for it this has been a psa
it gests to a point where biting mytongue off doesnt sound all that bad. i cant say a fucking sentence without being chastised one way or the other. i am the bottom rung i am the lowest level everyone can and should talk over me and down to me and that is just how it is. even if i speak NOT for the sake of defending myself it's just too much. too much talking.
and like i KNOWthis by now, but i still say stuff from time to time by accidcent. like i still open my mouth sometimes god forbid, so i guess someone needs to sew my lips shut, bc my own will isnt doing it no matter how much i just wanna stop talkingOR SOMEONE COULD JUST FUCKING KILL ME ALREADY LOL
*half an edible and 4 drinks in* whoops still had one (1) unpleasant thought abt that patient at work! better pour another just to be safe
anyway people should Not compliment me because like hwhy on earth would you want to encourage *gestures vaguely at myself* Any Of This. do not positively reinforce pls im having a hardenough time with my terrible decision patterns and not at all remedying them as it is
"ohhh therapy doesnt mean ur crazy oohhhh therapy as a man doesnt make you weak ohhh therapy isnt too expensive" right yeah cool right sure yeah but Have You Considered: I'm tired
coworker who is new to the medical field: wow, this patient fell from 3 floors! shouldn't that've killed him?
Me: nah, that's a survivable height, depending
C: oh right- you know that from past work experience, huh?
Me: :)
Me: :)))))))))
Me: Yes
sometime you'll be walking down the street and see a woman so pretty you'll want to kill yourself and sometimes you'll want to kill yourself for other reasons but what's important is that either way you find a substance that you can heavily abuse enough to Not kill yourself so that. uh because. you're not supposed to do that? i guess? so they say
on 1 hand, those shitty overly-sweet premade cockail-in-a-bottles are bs and overpriced and frankly disgusting all around
On The Other- sometimes they contain whiskey and are ona REMARKABLE sale,
sometimes I wake up super hungover and think that's the worst I could feel and then I wake up from an alarm jolting me out of the middle of a really deep lucid dream n get that weird pseudo-forced-realitycheck nausea/headache/etc and thinkTHATS the worst I could feel andTHEN I open up a teeny tiny bit to someone about something slightly personal/about my feelings and Iliterally almost fucking vomit on the spot and walk away shuddering sweating stumbling like an honest togd junkie. and i remember that for some reason w/o a doubt that last of the 3 is somehow the worst one?? why is THAT the worst one
I Literally Cannot Emphasize Enough how much asking me whats on mymind is a Bad Idea. like bro i be drinkin away these thoughts best i can for a Reason
I hate Wanting. it's so fucking gross like dude (me) shut the fuck up
In My Defense: knowing for afact I can get home and get shit-faced within x number of days/hours has gotten methrough multiple situations inwhich i prob wouldve just offed myself then & there. so. health is relative, yk
cannot believe nobody got me what i wanted for my birthday (a bullet in the fucking head) even though i literlly ask for the same damn thing every year come on nowguys...do us all a favor
I'm not asking for anything else anymore except for it to stop. I just want it to stop hurting.
nobody:
literally not a single soul:
me: it's because I'm a bad person