sorry babe, i can’t have sex right now, im posting about how much i want to kill myself online .
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sorry babe, i can’t have sex right now, im posting about how much i want to kill myself online .
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you know it’s bad when the only thing that’s excites you is bl€€ding and hurting yourself
and it’s genuinely the worst pain i’ve ever felt
“Mouthful of Forevers”, Clementine von Radics
i just want all my secrets back, i don’t want anyone to know anything about me anymore.
There’s nothing worth knowing anyway.
I wish I killed myself at 15
I know I’m a terrible person, the worst of the fucking worst. Which is exactly why I’m keeping away from everyone and everything. I’m sorry, I genuinely wish if it was different, maybe things wouldn’t end up like this. I’m sorry.
I automatically go silent when I hear something that hurt my feelings.
i never felt loved by my family which is why i always searched for it in the worst places because when you’re about to die of thirst, even a drop of poison tastes like heaven.
I don’t wanna get out of bed. I don’t wanna eat. I don’t wanna go to work. I don’t want to go anywhere. I just wanna fall asleep and never wake up.
“How often have you acted like something wasn’t a big deal when in reality it was breaking your heart?”
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i want to look sick. i want to be covered in bruises. i want people to be scared of hugging me because they don’t want to hurt me. i want hollow cheeks. i want to be so pale i look like a ghost.i want to look fragile. i want to be breakable. i want to get dizzy everytime i stand up. i want to look how i feel