Coping? nah I’m raw dogging life with untreated mental illness
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Coping? nah I’m raw dogging life with untreated mental illness
I’ve spent so many years begging for the universe to just take me already. It never listens.
ok so we're so not back and I want to kms in very horrific ways that leave my family unable to have an open casket
ok guys so maybe he does love me and I'm just a mentally ill degenerate lolol
can't believe how many more messages I'm getting here so early on compared to when I first started my kink blog where I don't post so openly about my mental health lol, like you weird nasty Tumblr fucks truly prey on the vulnerable
I'm so full of love but so full of anger too, I'm overflowing at the brim and all of me is going to disappear if I don't do something about it soon.
anxious attachment hiding under 9 layers of avoidance
as my final act of love, I will swallow every "please stay" and turn it into silence so you don't feel trapped by my ache
this hits hard <\3
anyone else get kinda triggered by bread scoring videos? like the ones when they cut bread with razor blades to make pretty designs- or is this just a me thing?
Sometimes I think laying down and letting myself rot would fix me.
Disappearing slowly. Letting myself feel everything.
my soul feels tainted in some unspeakable way, something is so fundamentally wrong with me so deep to my core, i can't explain it but I think someday it'll be the end of me.
my skull is so dumb for trying to keep my evil brain safe, like wtf is it doing that for ??!!!!
nonchalance turns me off so badly. give me obsession on the brink of depravity or give me nothing
The thing about grief is that if you are vocally honest about how it feels you sound like someone about to be involuntarily committed
what doesn't kill you makes you weird at intimacy
Perfect Blue (1997)
not feeling very cash money