I Don't Know If I Can Stand Up Infront Of The Boss.

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Vent under the cut

God I feel like such a shit person I can't even do one simple thing I know she's hurting I know I need to help her but part of me wishes she'd never told me isn't that messed up? It's like I care more about myself than her life but I don't I swear I don't I'm surrounded by death all the time I don't want to lose her too but every time I think about her now I'm launched back to last year's late nights on the phone trying to talk my best friend off the edge while deep down I wanted to end it too god we're all so young why the hell can't I just be a kid? Why can't I help her? Why can't I help everyone? For fucks sake I can't even help myself I'm so pathetic and I'm failing as a sister all I want to do is make everything better but every damn time I run away and she's probably gonna kill herself and there'll be no one to blame but me cause I was too worried about myself to help her

edit: our parents know now but they don't know everything and they're really shit at this I'm scared they're gonna push her over the edge or make her feel worse and now every time they talk about it I can't even stand to be in the room I fucking hate my life but I shouldn't because I'm not the one suffering right now so why the hell am I making this all about me? I just want her to get the help she deserves this is all so messed up

*smokes it*

*offers you a cigarette except out of a crayon box and it's a crayon*

The Boss said I could commit tax fraud!

im actively commiting tax fraud

if tumblr shuts down you can find me bleeding out in a ditch

man. shoplifting in the 70s must have been so easy. no cameras in sight only living in the moment

cant even enjoy having a crush when youre arospec where other people are giggling and twirling their hair youre sitting ruminating over this feeling akin to a fatal infection while trying to work like this

i like when kids get to that age when they start wishing death and pain and violence upon toddlers tv characters. like most people know the songs about killing barney the dinosaur but i also have vague memories of me and my classmates roleplaying drowning peppa pig. my younger cousin showed me a drawing of the teletubbies being ground up into tubby custard and i didnt even blink like yep. that age huh. the age of indescribable violence. been there buddy.

mfs be like "are you single or taken" and like technically im single but that implies that im availible, which i most definitely am not so yes im taken. im taken by me. you cant have me.