Im-made-of-crushed-little-stars - I'm Made Of Crushed Little Stars

“I love you.”

No you don't.

I can't even speak without an argument starting what's the point of respecting you when you don't respect me I can't even breathe in this goddammit house without its being rude

there is something sooo embarrassing about everything i have done and will do

they will never want me as much as i need them

Was I raised without love or was I born unlovable?

Hey guys sorry for my absence I took a tumblr break so I won't go crazy. Here's an update

I've been trying g to get better mentally but it's not really working I've made up with alot of people even tho I don't really want to I'm just tried of worrying about getting harassed all bay but my friend imma call A has been ignoring me for her boyfriend and won't stop be sexual to me and about me and I don't really know what to do I just miss my best friend with all my heart

The last thing I wanted was to be alone in a room with my fucking thoughts.