Most days I donāt want to be alive anymore; I donāt know if the brief honeymoons are worth all this hurt.
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@killjoy-james
Most days I donāt want to be alive anymore; I donāt know if the brief honeymoons are worth all this hurt.
Itās never for attention but at the same time I wish someone fucking cared. Why couldnāt you just hold me? Am I asking for too much? Am I beyond help? Did I get what I wanted?
They just always want you for your body, and I should know by now. Once you stop putting out no one is coming to care for you at your hospital bed. They donāt care if you lose consciousness in bed. she cried at my cuts before beating me blue. How could you do this to yourself when your mine to ruin?
Every wound I gave myself learned to soften, learned to fade. But the ones you left behind stare back at me every damn day. I try to bury them beneath new scars, try to forget but I fail. Your wounds remain, still fresh, still sharp, still mine to carry.
the only 3 things that keep me alive are...
1.Sex
2.Starving
3.Selfharm
The SSS <3
im almost 2 months clean from sh if anyone cares tho..
I might be sniffling and sneezing but at least I donāt have a bloody nose
Drug abuse? I would never. I love drugs!
i just wish you met me before all these bad things happened to me
i feel like no one really talks about how this all is a permanent condition, the sadness never really goes away it just brews in the back of your head. no matter what youāll always be reminded that itās always lingering. sometimes i canāt accept itās always going to be like this. i swear iām fun and chill i just have this irrevocable ache inside of me. itās a part of me now and i donāt think i ever wanna let it go. oh i wish to be a normal girl. what is wrong with me?.
*Guy who just woke up milliseconds ago voice* this feels like a good time to abuse substances.
Top 5 worst experiences
I miss youā¦sometimes Iām thankful for the last 11 years and other times I wish I never lived in a world without you
i hate how everything my abusers did to me have almost completely shaped me as a person. they wanted me this way. they shapes my interests, my dislikes, my fears, my personality. it feels like thereās no part of me that has free will anymore. i want free. i canāt take it.