“There’s A Special Place In My Heart For The Ones Who Were With Me At My Lowest And Still Loved Me

i love my friends so much

yeah, no ur good i don’t think romanticizing your misery and intentionally enabling yourself is making you worse at all dw

I just hope there are people who are actually enjoying their Christmas

I think what I need

To go to someones house, invited ofc. I take my shoes off and change into indoor clothes. They offer me a spot on their bed and I oblige.

What it is that Im needing though, is to be pulled into an embrace. They rest myself on themself and I dont know like.. Play with my hair or something

Cringe cringe cringe crine

Le sigh we cringe on

so insanely fucked up that i have to spend the rest of my life working like. ten times as hard to function as a normal person because of shit that wasn't my fault. wdym i have to spend the rest of my life medicated and in therapy just because my parents were mean to me and then died?????????????? like at what point is that shit worth it because i'm medicated and going to therapy and i still have absolutely zero hope for myself. nothing has changed except the fact that everything has gotten progressively worse and it's my fault but i don't know how to end the cycle i genuinely can't take this

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK

Getting a Tumblr notification is like winning a scratch off ticket worth $5

I’ll drink myself to death inside this prison cell

one day i will live in a house without slamming doors, angry men, and stinging words

one day

I feel like the way I look causes people to take me less seriously

„if they wanted to, they would“

yes, but you can‘t expect someone to know how you feel loved. everyone’s perception of love is different. you still have to communicate how you feel, what you care about, how you feel valued and seen. don‘t throw away something that could turn out great just because it doesn‘t fit right from the beginning.