I wish I knew math, this probably would make my life better...
I have no idea what's happening with me. I don't know why but I started to want to lose some weight, and be skinner, even though my weight is 46 kg with a height of 160 cm. And I'll try to do it, I wanna weigh 43 kg or 40... I also will try to do exercises and eat not too much... I hate my body.
I hate being in the manic phase, because depression always will come when it ends. It's like waiting for a disaster, you know that it'll happen, but you can do nothing about it.
It's kinda interesting, how Tumblr randomly stopped recommending my posts. Kinda feel useless without likes, lol
I wish, when I commit suicide someone will write song about me, or become an example why you should give attention to your kid. Even few tribute groups will be enough.
I have Facebook acc, so maybe, one day I'll start livestream where I'll kms... But for now we'll just wait.
"But my ribs are hurting too, so help me!!" No, you're saying that just to force me to do something you don't, while I just want to curl up in my bed with this stinging pain in my ribs.
It's actually so comforting to have classmates with mental illnesses or issues. Like, yeah, I'm not alone in this shit!
Invisible disability is still a disability. Even if you don't see it.
People are talking about how they understand you, how you are still you, even if you got sick. But when I get a combination of movement disorders, y'all are DAMNED.
I CAN'T HELP IT, I ABSOLUTELY LOVE TOUCH-TONE TELEPHONE IT'S.... QHSHAHHDUSHEHSUS I LOVE IT, IT SOUNDS SO POWERFUL SOMEONE HELP ME–
Why can't I just give up and stop visiting doctors and let myself rot until it's too late? I feel like I'm already starting to decompose, just leave me alone, so I can rot
A prophet of worm worshippers. (Definitely not a guy with athetosis!!)
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