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i think it's great when someone tries to pull off a tragic self-sacrifice in a story and there's at least one guy who's just like "no this is fucking stupid actually. you're an idiot." about it. because it kind of is. i love a good tragedy but let's be honest with ourselves if a friend tried to indulge a noble sacrifice fantasy would you not be a little annoyed. like come on man.

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me like clockwork writing in my diary once a month the day before my period without even a smidge of irony or self-awareness: wow idk why I feel so bad and sad and like a terrible person and I'm gonna die and I feel insane and I can't sleep and I am ravenous and I have a migraine and my stomach hurts and I am living a purposeless life like a paper doll and I am so anxious for some reason and I am having prophetic dreams about blood and why do I bother to live in the world when it's all like this and whenever I don't feel like this it's a sham because happiness is fake and why are there no sweets in this house I'm going to kms

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Dislocated my shoulder :(

I'm sorry babe, hope you are able to reconnect with yourself soon

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sorry i didn't reply to your message i died

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it’s just me and my irrelevant blog against the world

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Tumblr is where girls go to be alone with other girls who are being alone and that's why I've been using this site for so long

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I need to (remembers to not make casual suicide jokes in order to encourage a more outwardly positive mindset and healthy conversational environment in my day to day life) kill myself

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Nervously, I pull from the tarot deck. It’s the Nine of Clocks. My fate is revealed to me: It’s my bedtime, and I gotta go to sleeps

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weed isnt real and you cant smoke it

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#once I was wearing headphones when an amber alert went off & I ripped them off my head so fast #and I went to checkout at the store I was in & all the employees were like 'we heard that it was so loud' #from like across the store they heard the sound

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“omg you’re so creative. how do you get your ideas” i hallucinate a single scene in the taco bell drive thru and then spend 13 months trying to write it

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i dont “have ptsd” that’s all just the wizard’s curse