i am literally so fucking patheticΒ
i just dont know where i can write this shitΒ
whenever i had my first blog it felt good to write shit on it
now im not sureΒ
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i am literally so fucking patheticΒ
i just dont know where i can write this shitΒ
whenever i had my first blog it felt good to write shit on it
now im not sureΒ
anytime i go to work on something productive i feel this weight settle in my chest and it wont let me do anything.Β
and i have to do something
i have to work on school stuff
im in college and i cant just not do it
and im supposed to be working on this project that i love and every time i think about it i want to fucking dieΒ
god I want to fucking dieΒ
i take my meds everydayΒ
but i still canβt think straight
i still shake
i still want to die
god damnΒ
i fight for other people because i canβt fight for myselfΒ
i thought i would feel better after making this blog
but i only feel like iβm rotting on the insideΒ
but i guess thatβs not any different from the rest of the time
how do i stop it
how do i stop the thoughts that plague my nightmares
the thoughts of wanting to die
of longing to die
the thoughts telling me that iβm better off dead even if there is nothing after
there is no promise of anything
but there is no pain if i am not here
i wonβt have to see my chest
i wonβt have to see myself
i wonβt have to be here with meΒ
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fuck smoking cigarettes rip your fingers apart trying to get the nicotine under your nails like the rest of us, you fuckΒ
i pick at the skin surrounding my nails
they are always bloodied and bruised
the cuts sting whenever i wash themΒ
hot water can only soothe them for so long before i take them offΒ