“Oh I’m so excited for my friends birthday pool party!”
My arms/shoulders: 😈
who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am i who the fuck am I who the fuck—
sometimes i wonder why i even bother with writing lol
Your hands are now clean of any reblog bait you didn't engage with, any compulsions you didn't obey, or any other intrusive thoughts or mental spiraling.
Gonna go eat even tho ik it’s gonna make me wanna throw up
Yippee
Are you parenting me or am I parenting you fucking pick one you piece of shit
Question
How fucked up of a poem is too fucked up to post
How many times I’ve said I love you this week: 5
How many times he has: …
I don’t have an ounce of fucking privacy do I Jesus Christ
I’m not allowed to go to therapy and i needed a void to scream into so this blog came to be
About me
- he/him
- I’m a minor, nsfw blogs fuck off
- I’m not as emo as i seem (usually)
Asks are open for vents or advice (tho I might not always be able to give it, I’m here if you wanna talk)
There’s gonna some be fucked up stuff on here yall. Have nowhere else to yap abt it.
Gonna tag triggers as best I can but lmk if I miss one ever pls
when is it my turn to not be exhausted and in pain 24/7 tho