legs kick fiercely at the ground
dirt flies as claws sink further
I can feel it still
the wire
wrapped around my neck
and there is no hope
squeals from me, from them
the sound of wood snapping
itβs getting dark
There are lots of big cute scary boys on tumblr dot com but I'm soooo shy π₯Ίππ
I finally re-dyed my hair today :)
non sexual intimacy!!!! bathing together, washing each other, playing with each other's hair, kissing every inch of their body, writing love letters on their back with your finger, connecting their moles and freckles to create constellations on their skin, running your hands up and down their thighs, ugh just expressing physical love without it having to be about sex!!!!
I hate that I can't talk about my issues more eloquently.
I've been alone for so much of my life. Like stuck in my bedroom starving deeply alone. All I do is panic and dissociate and distance myself from people. Because I don't know how to talk to people, and I don't think people actually want to be around me. I must be intimidating, or ugly, or something.
I just want attention. I dunno.
Is that so wrong?
I literally have no idea who I am outside of my illnesses and the personality traits I've picked up from other people and I hate it
21F & tired. my old poems are seriously so bad. idk what this is turning into. I just want someone to talk to. open dms
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