"you Can't Get Rid Of It, But You Can Live With It"

please fucking shoot me at this point

i cant fall asleep ;((

and that prob is not even everything💔💔 i think i give off eldest child vibes but im the youngest so that shit makes absolutely no sense 

i do so many things and i just cant be perfect in at least one thing i just spread my energy into everything

sh made my skin so sensative i can barelly brush my fingers over it withough gasping from pain

no matter how many times id hug my friend it still feels like i need a hug. like i need to be held. i dont even know if i want it

𝒖𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝒊’𝒎 𝒚𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒐𝒖𝒕

how i feel like after planing being super productive for the intire weekend knowing damn well as soon as im gonna be home the only thing i will want to do is kill myself

sorry i wasnt responding my brain kept on yelling that you hate me

"you say it to me like it's something I have any choice in. if I wasn't important, then why would you waste all your poison?"