I left the only person that truly loved n cared 4 me.
I'm a horrible person, I'm so sorry I couldn't do better for you. I'm sorry nothing worked. I tried. Sometimes my best isn't enough.
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@sl33py-dy
I left the only person that truly loved n cared 4 me.
I'm a horrible person, I'm so sorry I couldn't do better for you. I'm sorry nothing worked. I tried. Sometimes my best isn't enough.
(Tf is wrong with him)
nasty lil bugs have invaded your home and demand sustenance
Awwh
Grieving some1 who isn't dead is the worst. Grieving my old relationship w them is the worst.
We used 2 send those silly 'i love u' or 'our frienship is my favo' or 'ur my unicorn glitter gell pen in a world of basic pens' vids 2 each othen and now we don't do shit.
Idk what their interests r, i feel shut out. I cant talk 2 anyone abt it. Im lost n everything is racing. I do shit bc i want people to care. I want ppl to take an intrest in me. I want ppl to notice when im there and when im not. I want them to see me, hear me.
I dont enjoy being under the influence. I hate it. I like being sober, clear headed, calm. Instead I'm the opposite and the only thing that helps me achieve the calmness is being under any type of influence. No-one understands my way of thinking, the archives I made in my head, the way I store my emotions. No one tries to understand it. People just want me to change. They dont listen to me.
I love the dopamine rushes that I get when I buy useless stuff. I love the dopamine rush when I'm high. It"s not even dopamine. It's calm. I am calm. I think. I dont talk. I dont feel like I have to. I can breath. I can feel how my lungs hurt. How my head is cooling off.
I hate that I feel the need to get high. I hate being drunk. I hate puking. I hate the guilty feeling after a meal. I hate how good food taste. I hate how my life is written out. I hate how I will never accomplish anything. I hate how easy i am. I hate how people lash out on me. I hate how I react when they lash out on me. I hate having no empathy at all or feeling way too much. I hate how I am on a swing. I hate how I am a void. I hate the chaos. I hate the light.
I hate how people take me for granted.
FIT CHECKKKK
Gonna get so sick bc of how cold it is rn but who cares
the earth is hungry…
it could eat a horse……
too lazy to finish this........srry..............
fuzzy feeling
"show us the sonas" ok sure
U know u were fat b4 when an actual stranger says u've lost weight. Like damn bro, I never saw u in my life but thanks.
Anyways
Weight loss pills r a scam don't do it ppl. 🥀
i lied i drew him again whatever brah
I only feel fine when I'm not sober.
I HATE being sober. I need substances for everything. To focus, to quit eating, to sleep, to stay awake etc etc. As soon as alcohol amd weed dont help anymore, I will have to go harder. I hate it. Self-medicating 'till I die.
I cant be in Salem this year but Eris can 🎃
i’m crying
Love now, cry later