still healing from things I don’t speak about
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still healing from things I don’t speak about
the art of leaving things unsaid because saying them won’t change a thing.
What if I’m unfixable? What if I’ll have to stay this way forever?
sometimes i don’t care about getting better anymore. i just wanna give up.
how to not kill yourself over something little, real tutorial no hacks
tumblr is basically like a public diary to me
Tumblr is not a social media, it's an online psych ward.
when did i become a problem instead a person
I feel like I don't deserve anything. I don't deserve to eat, sleep, be kind to myself, to be loved, and I especially don't feel like I deserve to live.
Being passively suicidal is funny as fuck like yeah i don't plan on doing anything and knowing me i never will but the idea of a gun to my head sounds really fucking good right now.
Why wasn’t I enough?
i don’t want to kill myself but i do want to die
you know the thoughts are winning when you log back onto tumblr
naps hit different when ur using them to avoid being alive
watching yourself spiral into a mental breakdown while knowing you can't stop it is a different kind of heartbreak
I can’t die. I can’t live. I don’t know where to go.