damn. miss you a lot rn my michael
i hate that i can never give up on people, i want things to stop hurting so bad. he doesn’t care, at all. all of those years meant nothing. i shouldn’t care either.
forever lucifer ig
things can't be different unless you make them different. I just put a post out there trying to make friends, and I trust in my Gods and the Universe to guide me to where I need to be.
The people who are supposed to be around me will be, and I will be the white swan.
positive change people, positive change.
i wish things could be different,
every time i make a mistake im like theyre going to put me down like a sick dog
turning back into that 14 year old girl who is terrified of the dark was not on my 2024 bingo card lmfao, like wtf i as a grown adult cannot walk from room to room freely in my house anymore without racing on my crutches to find the light switch.
analog horror is absolutely no match for my own brain because why are the hallucinations and delusions back???
Had a session about why closure is hard today, both because of him and because of me. Wrote another goodbye letter. I can't bring myself to post most of it but here was the ending. A proof of existence if you will.
her name is Laura. she is witty and hilarious and just a child. fuck you. you horrible ass bitch, not even for hurting me but for fucking daring to lay your monstrous paws on her again after what you did the first time. you disgust me. your girlfriend disgusts me. move out of that damn house and grow the fuck up. asshole scum. may the Gods torture you for the rest of your godforsaken waste of a human life.
i just think it’s silly that my parents were a little sucky and now i’m a 19 year old with a personality disorder and an emotional support stuffed animal
i just want time to stop, i want some weed and for life to wait until i can catch up. but it cant, and it could take me years to figure it all out, and i have to be sober against my own will.
:/ both splitting on people and stockholm syndrome are so fucking stupid. i want to rip my ribs off one by one and throw my heart at the wall and just watch it splatter.
if Lord Apollon allowed song alone to heal, florence + the machine would have me considered sane
✩ 21 ✩ bpd, bipolar, & cptsd diagnosed ✩ helpol ✩ “Freedom is a length of rope. God wants you to hang yourself with it.”
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