Either My Bl@de Is Garbage Or My Technique Sucks Bc I Have Not Been Able To Get A Single Good Cvt

literally the only thing keeping me going is the thought that i'll be able to do something unhealthy or self-destructive if i stay alive

what loser uses jackets to cover up self-inflicted scratches and bite marks instead of scars? what a coward

"i just want someone to care " but when someone actually does care i tell them to leave me alone

why is it that everyone seems perfectly capable of forming connections with others except for me? what's wrong with me? i genuinely don't know. even after trying to adopt the mannerisms of others, my efforts are all in vain. why? what am i doing wrong?

if you ever see me looking unusually happy it's probably because i'm thinking of cutting myself

i might not be a saint but i sure as hell don't deserve to be treated this way

i <3 actively making myself get worse so that people actually take me seriously

without my mom constantly shoving food down my throat i probably just wouldn't eat. i wish she would just leave me to my fate

something's not right, i'm sensing it

if someone pisses me off one more time today i think i'd be well within my rights to commit homicide