Current Mood Is Wanting To Fucking Cry, Scream, And Rip My Skin Apart And Hair Out But Actually I'm Just

“you could’ve just asked for my attention” you dont! get it!!!! its not the same!!

when you are very bad for years, people no longer worry.

you become invisible, a ghost.

I can leave now, everyone has forgotten me.

brotha, shut up shut up quit telling your boyfriend you basically have a secret account

I try to listen to his favorite artist (citizen soldier) and I jus can't. i just can't. i can't listen to music like that without getting pissed off, cringing, or like I'm gonna throw up. i love my bf but I hate that artist.

found out bf now has a tumblr through my other blog (he followed it)

better hope he never stumbles onto this side and find this account

“I feel like a loser without any future

cut open my head

and rip out the tumor

you make me wanna fucking end it sooner

let me respawn like a first person shooter”

im so tired. again. and again. and again.

i hate being sick so much

not being able to kill myself is the worst feeling