Decrepitasylum - There's No Snow In February

Screaming at the top of my lungs

"I fucking deserve this"

"Baby was it worth it?"

Guess I wasn't worth shit

discovering my bf followed my Spotify. uh, well, okay. gotta set my settings so it doesn't show him when and that I'm listening to music.

can I really call this crying? when all that happens is my eyes well up with water and only one or two tears fall and they don't even make it far before it stops.

want to commit but I got a thing going on tomorrow, so suicide debate is postponed. (I'm upset for no reason and hating on everyone)

if anyone has reblogged my posts, can someone tell me? i would like them back (you don't have to)

i was rotting-in-the-forest

“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”

i wish he didn't go to bed at 8 (7 my time) cause now I'm just lonely and bored.

dropping off the Internet again (not posting or responding to anyone for probably a week again) and debate suicide

i feel so bad to the point I wanna cut

also cry, but I can't cry so I'll just sit feeling like this

I'm taking this as a ghosting/breakup. 4 years to nothing I guess.