it’s 12:43am and i want to die
but i won’t
because my friend said he wouldn’t be able to survive through school without me

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it’s 12:43am and i want to die
but i won’t
because my friend said he wouldn’t be able to survive through school without me
I feel like anytime I want to **** ****** Respawn goes “Hey do you want content?” and I’m like well fuck thank you you postponed my plans for another few weeks
I want so badly just to knock out and sleep for a whole day
I can't keep staying up late and ruining my tomorrow's because I'm already tired..
But here I am....
You ever just want to flort with death so badly but fear they'll take you in their arms and hold you just a bit too tight?
I want to not exist for like two minutes please....
Crystalline drops slowly fell, splattering against the floor, mixing with the crimson liquid that pooled.
Pain clawed from within, tearing the heart and mind.
Fear roiled deep, teeth gritted at the sharp burning that rattled through the body.
Eyes rolled, falling upon the thin, black sheets of glass marring the skin.
Blood continued to pool.
Dermatillomania
Dermatillomania is something I have been fighting for many years. I’ve always just called it picking, but I get these “bumps” on my shoulders all the way down to my wrist. Last year I bought this purple ball that’s covered in this soft spikes that I roll in my hands and it helps, but I get self conscious carrying it around school. I can do really well and then something happens and it I get acne on my face. When I reshave my hair I get pimples and I pop them and I have some scars in my hairline now. Something I like to do is watch Dr Sandra vidoes and if I see the stuff under their skins I makes me feel better. Idk thou
Maybe if I was smarter, prettier, taller, healthier, thinner, more talented, more interesting, more confident, more compassionate, more popular...maybe if my smile was as bright as the sun, maybe if I didn't smell like cigarette smoke, maybe if I weren't covered in scars, maybe if i could actually amount to something..... perhaps someone would love me.
My thoughts
Didn't realise how bad my eating issues had gotten again until the thought of having falafle beans and bread for one meal made me low-key freak out. That would be 2 main foods on one plate and apparently that isn't okay anymore. Don't really remember getting this bad again but here we are. Maybe not having dinner because triggered. Fun.