That Sounds So Bad. Im Sorry I Just Want A Place To Bee Without Having A Feeling Of Constantly Being

wanna cover myself and the bathroom floor in blood.

wonder how he'd feel if he knew and saw the extent of my cutting and scars.

he should leave me. i don't want to be cared about. (he doesn't care about me anyways, made that clear)

i don't wanna speak, I don't wanna do any form of communication, I don't wanna type or write, I don't wanna talk. i don't wanna move. i don't wanna do anything.

again.

again.

again.

i just want to not exist, just wanna lay and rot, just wanna die.

“I love you.”

No you don't.

WHY IS EVERYTHING SO GODDAMN COMPLICATED AND CONFUSING

brotha, shut up shut up quit telling your boyfriend you basically have a secret account

i wasn't even aware of that and now I'm very terrified for my account lmao-

I swear so much has happened these last 3 days that nothing feels real, and it's not even bad stuff, just very eventful days and it's leaving me very floaty and confused

it feels like I haven't stopped to take a break or take in anything fully

my thoughts when someone says "I love you" is just

ha ha. no, you don't. you just love the idea and perception of me that I have given you. you don't love me.