I’m so fucking touch starved it’s not even funny. I just crave physical intimacy. Play with my hair. Let me run my hands down your back. Someone just fucking touch me dammit.
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I’m so fucking touch starved it’s not even funny. I just crave physical intimacy. Play with my hair. Let me run my hands down your back. Someone just fucking touch me dammit.
Relapse
I’ve been fighting the urge to harm myself. It’s been 2 months since I last cut. 2 weeks since the last thought to killing myself....I’ve been drowning my thoughts by medicating myself. Oxy, Xanax, aderrall, weed. Just fighting the fucking urge...
A week ago I was put in a situation that mentally fucked me up. I haven’t gotten decent sleep. I wake up in sweat or night terror of that night. How I could of been worse. How I could of lost my life and a friends.
Today I just want to cut. I scraped myself and I automatically felt that euphoric feeling. I watched sharp objects. And that hit home. Listening and watching her cut her self and looking at her scars just made a bigger itch.
I’ve slacked off in school. And I have no one to blame for flunking. I don’t want to drink alcohol. Be cause it gives me drawbacks of that night. I don’t even want to hear familiar music.
I can’t tell anyone. That I’m relapsing.
How can you tell anyone. Of no one knows you’re fucked up to begin with?
The 11:59 pm deadline ain't no joke in college.
listen to me. look me in the eyes. that blackboard link will close on your procrastinating ass
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I’m so used to the sadness that I’m afraid to be happy. I know when I’m happy I should be expecting something terrible to crash it down
You keep a lot to yourself because it’s difficult to find people who understand
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