Cuddly Tom

cuties

when someone tells me I'm too dramatic

*opens tumblr*

*reblogs 2944388828282838 posts*

*closes tumblr*

*starves self*

"mmm yes great morning"

oopsie daisy-J

When i asked to be fucked i did not mean by life

my friends luring me into doing more dumb shit

'As I climb to the top of Mount Everest, I'm starting to lose oxygen. I can see the peak. I just need to get my BALLS in your FACE.'

- AJ

*nodding to confirm the shed is indeed full of used tampons*

(oh my god I forgot for a sec that the tampons were USED.. sometimes ignorance is bliss)

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'thaanks!'

i’m not doing bad enough to deserve or need help because i’m happy sometimes and i can usually function “normally”.

but i have cuts covering my arm and i’m eating badly.

but i shouldn’t be doing those things because i should be able to cope and i’m not doing that badly.

but i clearly can’t cope if i’m resulting to these negative coping mechanisms.

but i’m not like going to kms or anything.

but i wouldn’t be complaining if i didn’t wake up tomorrow.