my first favorite hobby is yapping. second is being extremely quiet and not talking ever at all ever.
i wasn't meant to live this long and that's why i don't know what to do when i feel this awful
drugging me while you're thrusting inside my cunt, making me take a hit, slipping a pill between my lips, and holding a open vial to my nose. watching me get dizzier from the pleasure and drugs, slowly losing control of my mind and body.
im so convinced i was some kind of really bad person in my past life and my current life is my punishment for what ive done
why am i even bothering with sobriety and cleanness at this point. all i wanna do is be high and forget how fucking miserable im gonna be for the rest of my life. just for a few hours. but i cAnT because tHinGs WoNt EvEr gEt BeTtEr iF yOuRe uSiNg. who the fuck cares if it gets better at this point? it obviously fucking won't. i'm trapped in this fucking disgusting body forever. the least i can do for myself is make myself happy for a little while.
loving me is like watering a dead flower
FUCK sex letβs plan our double su!cide
Please pity me, for I'm dependent on your love. Please look at me like I'm nothing more than a sorrowful child, raise me up and praise me, shower me with your affection. Please show me that I'm worthy of being alive. I'm nothing without you.
anyone wanna platonically make out and do drugs?