It's ok not to be ok

[its0knot2be0k]

[its0knot2be0k]

[its0knot2be0k]

Me and my Disorders.

[its0knot2be0k]

Rel.

[its0knot2be0k]

A bit of Polish music, the guy sings about how he's a zero in life and he can fucking do about it.

Do I identify? Strongly, yes.

"I don't know how to get out of this swamp, I'm lying on the floor and I'm being sucked into the floor

Medication from a psychiatrist, meditation exercises, all about dick bruise,depression long tentacle. "**

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*Some text song from the link

[dlwrish]

mentally a living corpse

[its0knot2be0k]

Rel

[its0knot2be0k]

Sometimes I wonder where my problems come from, why I feel so bad?

And then I remember that I'm the problem, because I'm the one who makes the decisions and I'm myself.

It's a lot of fun, I can recommend hurting myself to everyone, even families with children, as a worthless way to spend time.

[its0knot2be0k]

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

[its0knot2be0k]

I'm fucking lonely.

I don't have anyone to talk to.

To pour out all the pain and darkness that sits in me.

I'm fucking lonely.

And silence squeaks in my ears.

I'm a good listener.

But no one listened to me.

[its0knot2be0k]

Rel...

[its0knot2be0k]

I love my trippy tatoo. PEACE&LOVE ✌️🍄

*sad poetry *

I prefer bruises.

I prefer internal strokes.

I prefer chronic pain.

Pouring boiling water.

I prefer to forge the skin with skewers, or rip it off in a frenzy with short nails.

I prefer to slap myself.

I shafts from helplessness with my head against the wall.

I BANG MY HEAD AGAINST THE WALL!!!!!!!!!!.

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I hit the wall...

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Forehead.

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I have bruises on my hands from blows.

My head is all in hematomas.

My blood rustles in my ears and my eyes swell.

I don't have the balls to cut myself.

I like it when there is no trace and you can not see after me.

It used to work.

My anger at me knows no bounds.

My anger knows no mercy.

[its0knot2be0k]

[its0knot2be0k]

When I die, I will finally be loved It's not okay to speak ill of the dead.

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I wish I had the balls to do it successfully earlier.

Maybe this time it'll work.

I hate myself, I can't even die properly.

[memewhore]

[its0knot2be0k]

Rel.

[its0knot2be0k]

Fuck. I'd rather not exist.

One day when I was supposed to act like a fucking normal person. I'm sick of my social maladjustment. I'm too tired of adapting to society. Even pain does not bring relief. Nothing helps, nothing brings peace. And I'm a worse person every day.

I am the one I hate.

I don't deserve mercy. I dare not dream about love, because I don't deserve it. I can only hurt those who are closest to me. As long as these relations are still close. I feel sorry for everyone who has met me. I even feel sorry for myself because I have to live with myself.

Please, let heaven not exist!!!

Because if there is, I'll be stuck with myself forever...

[its0knot2be0k]

How I love to prepare meals for all household members and bring them to their rooms.

No one has ever noticed that my diata consists of coffee and water.

Only on weekends I have to eat, because someone is constantly hanging around the kitchen and asking if I ate.

I hate weekends.

[its0knot2be0k]

Fuckin Rel...

My only regret is that someone believes in me and tries to help me.

I doubt myself.

There is no help.