i always got that feeling of wanting to go home, but i‘m already at home in my room and still got that feeling of „wanting to going home“??
i will never forgive myself for gaining weight.
im so replaceable in every aspect of who I am in regards to everyone I know
maybe it would be better if I ceased to exist
being hungry and saying no to food>>>>
i think I bother everyone by being alive
I’m always a slut for libraries with beautiful architecture