I... told you I didnt...want to hurt you... but I still made you cry.... I'm a fucking monster... I hurt you...again....please stop loving me... don't love a monster who can't love herself....
Raemaone Nightinggale
I think I've done that to my whole shitty life...
Hiya fellow Chums
Dis is da Rae. De follower of da HOMESTUCK
XD
*hands the phone to you says fuck it in russian and chugs the whole bottle of vodka and yawns*
Ida was awaken by her phone ringing. “Hello?” She asked sleepily, the voice of Bill the bartender from a bar that her friend and fellow state goes to. “Fine I’ll come and get her, just make sure she does not kill anyone” she said as she walked out her front door.
Daisy calm your bear. ALASKA is the best here
hey Amelia, what's your favorite state?
Your house. I'm fucked if I go home. Cuz Monts going to see the missing bullet. And don't answer that *looks out the window* is my vodka in here still?
Ida was awaken by her phone ringing. “Hello?” She asked sleepily, the voice of Bill the bartender from a bar that her friend and fellow state goes to. “Fine I’ll come and get her, just make sure she does not kill anyone” she said as she walked out her front door.
Me: hello darkness... my old friend... I've come to talked to you again... *starts crying*
Darkness: yo what up dumbass? Lonely as normal? Go die. Biyatch.
Me: ....
Darkness: ....
Me: are you on crack?...
Dark: lol nope just do us alllllll a favor and um die. Bye!
Me: *sees a cute couple walking* oh look a cute happy couple
Heart: *very depressed and shallow* My love...
Me: *sees Valentine's stuff* hey look something I'll never get.
Stomach: *growling* chocolateeeee...
Me: *sees my family* haha fuck you all I'm talking to my
Brain: *snarky* must cry and read fanfics and depressing songs of love.
Heart and Stomach: is there chocolate involved?
Brain: do you care?
*ends up crying in the end*
(Arguement with me and me about my boyfriend and my mental state) Me: I love him… I’ll just wait till next month to hug him… Heart: he doesn’t love us… Brain: how about we start hugging Mr. Lust? He loves us more then (boyfriend)… Me: you two aren’t helping…. Heart and brain: dude you’re the unwanted one here. Heart: Brain shut up… you make us have severe depression… Brain: is that so?… why do you make her cry over (bf) every time he neglects us… hmm?… Depression: I think we should go back to bed…. Anxiety: but….. but…. we have…. school… to do… nononono please get up…. you’re making us look bad…. Family: grades need to be perfect. Me: fucking…. let me lay here…. AND DIE!!!!….
(I… have a problem… if you can tell….)
Dark and dreary singing of the nightmares under the bed be strong and let's survive this Hell. I'm a bipolar mentally fucked up girl... I'm extremely Suicidal...
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