Oh Just Shut Up You’re Only 16.

I would scream, cry, vomit, try to fucking kill myself but I would never beg someone to not leave me, if they hate me, they hate me. Ther's nothing i can do about it, fuck it then, I'll learn to hate them too. Fuck it, fuck this feeling, fuck it. I would never say it with words.

I'm nothing without my kitty

Reblog/interact if your blog is a safe space for all people struggling with their Cluster A, B, and C personality disorder regardless of whether they are high or low-functioning in their disorder.

Made for a school project a while ago

I'll bite this man I swear...

I WANNA GO USE MY COMPUTER SO BAD I WANNA PLAY GAMES AHHHHHHHHHH

I WANT A BEDROOM FOR MYSELF SO BAD AHHHHHH

i still love my tiny, no privacy studio flat though🙃 and my roommate (my mom)

that weird abstract emotion where you feel as though you’ll always be an outsider, an observer, even if you’re in the thrust of things and among others. like some tongue rubbing itself at the base of your skull, reminding you of the disconnect. like there is some flexible wall of glass blocking you off from everyone around you. like you’re some kind of strange creature which is only pretending to be human.

yea