hearing your parents talk about future plans, knowing you probably won’t be here anymore
i’m not doing bad enough to deserve or need help because i’m happy sometimes and i can usually function “normally”.
but i have cuts covering my arm and i’m eating badly.
but i shouldn’t be doing those things because i should be able to cope and i’m not doing that badly.
but i clearly can’t cope if i’m resulting to these negative coping mechanisms.
but i’m not like going to kms or anything.
but i wouldn’t be complaining if i didn’t wake up tomorrow.
I'm going to reblog this so more people see it. This applies to everyone who's struggling, follow this advice, please.
My friends told me to stop with all the depressing stuff, so like, just out of curiosity, what would y'all think of my like, idk, dying. :3
being iced tf out by people who ‘care’ and ‘love me’ and ‘understand me’ even though they don’t care to see that i’m literally at the lowest point of my life!!!
fake ass mfs made a whole separate gc to chat shit about me when i’m currently sitting in my bathroom wondering how many cvts i deserve today
all these expectations. fuck you and fuck everyone else.
do what i want!!
no do what i want!!
nah bro what about what i fucking want. i can’t deal with this anymore. every outcome just ends up with me wanting to slice my wrists open, hang myself from the ceiling, jump from a bridge and EVEN THEN none of you would care.
“we didn’t even notice” man stfu i’m clearly losing my fucking mind and HAVE BEEN FOR YEARS.
lord just let this end, please. i’m begging with everything i have. please.
i’m such an unlovable piece of shit but god please just let me feel loved just one last time before the silence
will you notice my fat rolls if i split my wrists open and bleed out in the bathtub???
it’s fucking summer and here i am with my fat rolls hanging out in front of all these skinny people. i can’t stop staring. i wish that was me. someone just cut the fat off me i beg
sometimes I just imagine cutting my lip, like dragging the blade across my lower lip. i don't know why, I just do and I'm very very tempted to try it.
wanna cover myself and the bathroom floor in blood.
Screaming at the top of my lungs
"I fucking deserve this"
"Baby was it worth it?"
Guess I wasn't worth shit
why do I barely bleed. I hit deep styros again (wouldn't say baby beans even though I think I saw a few)
and it's barely bleeding or dripping. why does this happens with all my cuts.
slight regret for how deep I cut on my wrist is now setting in
I need to stop going deep on my arm, its gonna bite me back in summer
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 get worse when im on here.
i also get worse when I'm not on here.
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