All I Do Is Rot In Bed, Have Breakdowns, Ugly Cry, Fuck Shit Up, Get Drunk And Cut Myself. What A Life

having a “favorite person” is so glorified and sounds lovely until you uncover the horrendous attachment issues and instability

i wish people could understand how painful of a curse it is

Life has lost meaning. Life has lost purpose. I'm so lost and numb without you. I can't do this anymore.

Making Levy all soft and glowy is probably one of my favorite activities :3

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why, in 2024, is it an unpopular opinion to say that you love men? like, sorry I'm bisexual and I love being bisexual, I don't "tolerate" or "pity" the side of me that is attracted to men and there is nothing wrong about (queer) relationships between men and women. even if one of them is straight that doesn't make the relationship any less queer when there is an actual queer person right there. stop erasing bisexual identities just because you cannot handle seeing women who actually love men or vice versa.

Had to reset the clock today. It's been a bad week. I want to lay in bed and rot now

I will always be so fucking angry for what they turned me into

I am my own worst enemy

I wish I had the courage to end it all.

In a 'im going to kill myself soon so let's do whatever the fuck we want' kinda mindset

Why do people pretend to be your friend? Why talk shit about how I look? Why not just fucking tell me or keep your opinions to yourself? My appearance does not define who I am as a person. It doesn't define my professionalism or anything. Why pretend?