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my game plan for today is:

make breakfast tacos, take adderall, clean up my room and wash my sheets. listen to angry music. listen to sad music. therapy, snack, lash appointment. chill. turn off brain. look hot. get margs downtown. forget who i am. listen to old pop on the way home. sleep for 11 hours.

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i am a firm supporter of changing your name to whatever it you want regardless of your gender. if a woman wants to go by matt then matt she shall be. godspeed

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writing tip: delete your project, go outside

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sometimes i think about how theres a alot of people who dont think of offing themselves everyday, have they ever had that thought? Has suicide ever crossed their mind? How would it feel to live like that? to not be in constant fear of everyone and everything around you? to not feel like everyday your descending faster and faster into madness?

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people on tumblr can never say “i have anxiety” it’s always gotta be some shit like “obbghhhg the scaryfulness persists”

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Everybody shut up I'm sinking into a daydream universe where I'm loved and nothing is wrong

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[gets a new mutual] i look forward to working with you

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I should fast until my trip to Canada in June but like, we all know that's impossible.

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DAY 15

GIVE IT UP FOR DAY 15

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Why are you ignoring me?

Please just tell me.. please

I almost killed myself today..

I was at the park.

I just started climbing this pine tree.

and I was so danm tempted to just..

JUMP!

It’s that fucking simple.

Just. Jump.

But then I thought about well..you..

And I didn’t.

I didn’t jump because..

I don’t want YOU to be sad..

But you still won’t respond..

So maybe I will jump.

Next week when I go back to the park.

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Make that weeks

i wish i could sleep for ten days straight

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hey bitch, yeah you bitch. you’re valid bitch! slay and shit, yo!

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no more ‘start tomorrows’

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My partner just diagnosed me with "Pinocchio Syndrome ", a syndrome where one suffers a/or multiple traumatic experiences that cause them to silence. Silence as in, they can't say how they're truly feeling until eventually it comes out in the form of a manic breakdown or they tell someone. Sounds like me fr.

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beating my brain with a sick rn

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