I Really Hate It, I Hate It, I Hate It.

Yes, please

Having your phone screen broken because you hit something without thinking cuz you were angry is very Jirai code ngl

I'm in my bed with my freshly changed sheets, I left class early because they weren't doing anything interesting, I got drunk last night

Oh how I regret having drunk so much last night, I soiled my bed sheets and the floor with vomit, my body felt so numb, my body felt nothing my consciousness was wandering but I remained conscious, to the point where I remember starting to ramble out loud, It's funny because it's really the only time I felt like I said something something something but I don't remember that something. When I woke up in the morning I still felt so dizzy and sick, I just told my mom that I must have overeaten.

I'll never get drunk like that again, sleeping pills do the same job and in a less disastrous way.

I feel so promiscuous when a man touches me, no matter how it is, I feel dirty, I feel guilty and yet I can't help but crave physical contact, physical affection.

I never ever deserve to be happy by someone's side, I don't know why I never get it clear.

The only one I told what really happened was him, It was interesting because he seemed to barely care, which I kind of like, please hate me and try to get away from me.

new fav doodle with my husband yippieee <33

Someone attaching to me scares me so much, even more so if they do it so quickly.

Like, no, you don't know me well yet, you're going to get hurt, I'm going to hurt you, please don't

I don't like to look like a bad person (actually yes I am) by drifting away but I also don't want to hurt someone who is kind.

bu

There are some things that just won't happen even if you long for them since the bottom of your heart.

And that, unfortunately, it's fine.

My dad told me "The bastard can't even give you a caress" referring to my f/o 😭😭😭