Just had a psychotic meltdown because i had a red spot on my face and decided to skip first period 😍. Hows ur day going loves.
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now i know how adam felt in that stupid fuckinh bathroom
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Bro I’ve been waiting for an hour-
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Every few months I come back to this app to either talk to myself or scream into the abyss!
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the idea of a cigarette is better than actually smoking one, the idea of a cigarette is better than actually smoking one, the idea of a cigarette is better than actually smoking one, the idea of a cigarette is better than actually smoking one, the idea of a cigarette is better than actually smoking one, the idea of a cigarette is better than actually smoking one, the idea of a cigarette is better than actually smoking one, the idea of a cigarette is better than actually smoking one-
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i want thing that i know are not for me but i want them anyway
like why everybody gets to have this but i don’t? i also want this i know its out of my league bud i think i should be able to have this too
i want to participate in this type of happiness that everyone feels
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I haven’t eaten in going 48+ hrs.
Finals are upon me.
Trying to finish my shitshow of an honors philosophy course
And then span 1, which has been humbling after my comp 1 prof forced me into honors last semester.
These late late night that I stay up by myself,
I wonder if I’ll miss them. I wonder if I’ll ever be in the position to miss them.
Nothing is elegant or glamorous or even tragically beautiful. I love art, and when I was younger I truly did not understand that life imitates art. Nor that art imitates dilapidated, dramatic, anticlimactic, monotonous “nothingness”
It looks so good as brush strokes on paper or on a typewriter, a book published with almost no punctuation. Using /s instead of ‘s because / is easier & the artist hadn’t time for such nonsense while birthing his story.
I’ve read those book and watched the screen adaptations more times than I ever care to view again. (Mostly)
Ten years later after starting my temperdefusion-blog on here and I am so different. And so much the same. I know what I didn’t. I understand how the world works. How different kinds of people work. What they expect of me. How to play different roles.
But what never seems to change is this core version of me stuck at 18. No baby yet. My first true beyond-bender that put me in a state of psychosis I’ve never been able to replicate. Follie a deux? Madness for two? My baby dad did that to me. His dad shared delusions with us too but we had more time focused on the two of us, and boy the thing your first dump of dopamine will make you believe. Because it FEELS true! What a trip! I didn’t know I was ND and he easily brainwashed me into thinking I was the devil literally but without being able to tell, but fully believing him.
Looking back I think he is much more low vibrational than I used to give him credit and it is actually me that is special. Anyway it’s 2:33am and if I’d didn’t sleep tonight we’re looking at day three.
I’m starting to lean more and more on stuffs to keep my appetite down. Do they still sell phenermïne or whatever? Idk.
Twitter kinda sucks for some reason and seriously, fuck u for that, Elon. I have a 12 yr old acc and whatever the fuck you’ve done has resulted in me resenting my time on my fave app! You fuck. So here I’m back again and again. Drugs, bpd, trying not to eat.
Twitter.com/lostomwhome
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i feel like im on the cusp of another big breakthrough or catharsis or something. at least I hope I am.
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I’m drunk in LA watching scream 3 after a lady Gaga concert
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All I want is a cigarette and someone to talk to :/
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