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Talking to normal people makes me realize how fucking different I am and it makes me feel so bad. I’m an outcast. I fit nowhere. Everyone at least has someone. The only person I’ll ever have is myself.

hiyorelia

I am so emotionally numb, like there is just this emptiness that can't be filled. And I don't know what to do about it..

bpdamn

They say time heals, but now I know that’s a lie. What people really mean is that you‘ll eventually get used to the pain. You‘ll forget who you were without it. You‘ll forget what you looked like without your scars.

own-w0rst-enemy

like this if you’d care whether or not i want to die

please i just need to know someone in this world does

br-o-ken-poetry

8am: anxious as fucking fuck

9am: eLATED! I love everyone!

10am: I look so skinny!!!!!

11am: Drink water! Who needs food

12pm: hahaha obsessive thoughts

1pm: I WANT TO DIE

2pm: MANIC PHASE EVERYTHING IS FAST

3pm: JAJZKZKAKWKSKKSKWKS

4pm: tired. numb. empty.

5pm: oh god I'm actually so sad

6pm: almost crying. dead inside.

7pm: so so so numb

8pm: okay HAHA MIGHT AS WELL DIE

9pm: I'm worthless

10pm: you're fat and disgusting

11pm: AM I REAL? WHAT IS REALITY?

12am: OMG I'M MORTAL I'M GONNA DIE

1am: I don't wanna die!!! HELP

2am: oh god I want to die

3am: stare at the ceiling forever

4am: do I need to sleep at all?

5am: sigh

6am: ha what is the point

7am: oh ok awake again

8am: anxious as fucking fuck-

brokenporcelainclown

How did no one notice that there was something wrong with me?? That i was sick and actively hurting myself??? I showed all the signs, but no one cared!!! No one cared enough!!