How do I stop It All
Genius
It hurts again. It feels like the curdling blue wringing in my insides, shriveling them, making them sharp and condensed and fighting against itself to collapse. It feels like I’m on aderall, I’m not on aderall. I can’t go back to what I love because the memories are too painful. You’ve ruined everything just by existing, it’s not your fault, I can’t have what I want. I want to be free and bewildered. I miss being well. I miss my hard shell.
Allah will guide you to Death very soon
Clinically Brain Dead Yet Semi-Aware Slut Mage
i am bein victmised by da Department of Education
One last announcement- no sports bra let’s keep it bouncin’
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