I wish I never existed. It'd be so much easier, so much better if I didn't ever exist. Nobody would have ever had to know me, be hurt by me, annoyed by me, bothered by me, burdened by me. I wouldn't want to die anymore because I would have never lived. It could be over. If my parents had just not had me as their daughter, if they had another daughter, a real daughter, a better daughter. I wouldn't feel the pain anymore, I would feel anything. That's what I want, I don't want to be aware or feeling. I want to be genuinely and literally nothing.
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I'm back to being sober!
On that note of being back in this horrible reality; it's really fucking sad that a grown ass disabled manperson feels the need to get drunk, alone, in their own fucking room just to get away from all the negativity that's coming from his allistic mother in the other room!
And all of this started because I didn't want to start a fight even though I got triggered!
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i wish i could just disappear
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Having this kink is so funny because You will have a crush on someone and think they are soooooo fucking hot and they will stand there and tell you that they are insecure about their body and you will have to do the equivalent of locking your brain in a straitjacket to formulate a response that sounds supportive and socially acceptable when the reality is that you would commit atrocities just to kiss their stomach ONCE. That, if given the opportunity, you would worship them like they were royalty. And you would do this in both a non-kinky way because you love them and think they are beautiful and wish that they could see themself the way you see them but also in the kinky way where it feels like there’s a feral dog inside of you that wants to sink it’s teeth into the softness of them and never let go. You have to stand there and think to yourself “you have no idea the things I would do to you. You have no idea just how desirable you are.” And it’s honestly unbearable !!!!!
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I am feeling too much
the emotions are vibrating inside me
I can’t breathe I think
The tears stream down my face
everything is too much
And then I start to laugh
I laugh and laugh
life is cruel I think
life is cruel
He tries to calm me
he sees me
tries to stop me
I can’t
I laugh and laugh
But she still screams on
And on and on
She hears me laughing
She mocks me and mocks me
I can’t breathe again
Life is vibrating in front of me
I’ve felt this before it’s as if life slows down
the movement of everything slows down
I am defeated
Life is cruel I think
why is life so cruel I think
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(do not) love how femme has become aestheticized to the point where low-income folks that can’t support themselves financially develop imposter syndrome bc they’re unable to relate to everybody else posting about their expensive self care products/jewelry/clothing and how it’s intrinsically linked to their identity
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I have never found something that describes how I feel everyday as accurately as this
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Oh my fucking GOD
I can't even comprehend how much I fucking HATE myself. Words fail me Jesus Christ.
It's not even that I want to die as much as it's that I wish I never even existed in the first fucking place.
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the sandra lynn / fig conversation is driving me Insane. fig saying that sometimes she doesn’t wanna exist as herself at all…not wanting to ask her friends how they see her (because she’s afraid to hear their response) saying that to someone she is a monster and she Cannot stop thinking about it. sandra lynn starting the conversation saying she needs to step up but is also simultaneously taken aback about what fig expresses and doesn’t know how to responds to it and suggests getting ice cream. sandra lynn saying “convincing people they deserve good things is really tough” talking about herself but how it also reflects fig. insane!!
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Isn't it fun how everyone saw what terrified them most, but Nya's was so "unbelievable" that she broke out instantly? She was shown the one thing that was supposed to terrify her, make her spiral. But of course it wasn't real. It's Jay. If there's one thing she never once doubted, its that Jay is absolutely smitten, so of course he'd never forget her. What a silly thing to think, to be afraid of. She went through so damn much for this boy, and him for her, and we know how she is. Wouldn't it be petrifying if all that work, all that emotional turmoil, that clawing for love, could be forgotten just like that? Its quite a feat, really, that she can finally be confident in knowing such a fear is irrational.
It was easy to break free from such a place. It was only ever meant to scare her, and she has nothing to be afraid of. Right?
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