also wish i was less disabled so i could afford to live on my own bc like what happens when my boyfriend decides he's had enough of my shit and i don't have anywhere else to put my body
it always ends up back here, like where am i supposed to be, if i belong nowhere? what am i supposed to do if even breathing is a mistake?? i can't figure out the solution to the problemmmmmmmmmm of my whole existenceeeeeeeeeeeee









