my chest hurts and my throat is closing up. i’m crying.
i’m crying. i need my best friend. really bad. :’( i need to see him and let him hold me. ugh i hate my life.
so triggered. if jalen wasn’t here right now i would be cutting up my entire legs and arms. alissa? god, im just not good enough. two weeks doesnt mean shit to me anymore.
i love you so much. can i just cry? please. good fucking god.
can’t breathe dude.
my mom pisses me the fuck off. like… fuck you.
so much.
fuck.
IT’S THE WAY I THINK? thanks. i wish i could control my thoughts. but i can’t. when someone is vulnerable they can’t just try to think a different way.
you know. until you said that i wasn’t crying.
thanks. thank you.
dude. fuck omg. what the fuck. I AM SUCH A FUCKING SHITTY PERSON. SOMEONE TAKE MY LIFE FROM ME BECAUSE I DON’T DESERVE IT. GOOD GOD, I HOPE I FUCKING DIE IN MY SLEEP TONIGHT. OMG
