razors pain you, rivers are damp, acid stains you, drugs cause cramps, guns aren't lawful, nooses give, gas smells awful, you might as well live.
no i don’t want someone to talk to
i don’t want you anybody in my life holy fuck
stop being so philosophical i hate you i hate you i fucking hate you
i’m weak of body zaps and shortened breath, i’m disgusted of throwing up and eating again, i’m embarrassed by having to constantly drink water and fastening a wet cloth to my forehead, my heart feels as if it’s going to rupture and i dishonestly say i’m fine when really i’m weary, broken down, and nauseated by my problems.
there’s no respect towards me by anyone whatsoever, this is pathetic.
wrote a big letter, pussied out. my apologies - i love you.
@Anonymous
don’t apologize to me, apologize to yourself.
