Never Treat Me The Same, I Ain't The Same

You better believe I'm trying

I think love and pain have a symbiotic kind of relationship. They are intertwined like twigs in a crown of thorns . You cannot have one without the other .

When they ghost me so I decide to die.... "Whose the ghost now uh!??"

For a whole week I was a bundle of nerves and only a thin sheet of mercy held me from losing myself. Half the time I was dizzy and suicidal, the other half of the time I was truly mad.

My crazy thoughts are driving me crazy like six feet under and I can't take it anymore

Christmas is coming, should I hang decorations or myself 🙂