i miss my friends…

help girl I still can’t believe life is to experience both sadness and happiness at the same time and none’s realer than the other

the deep sense of grief that comes w healing… no one talks about that

half my life is rage, the other indescribable sorrow.

okay so when will the alienation i feel from my own body end

i b like im battling demons and the demons r becoming my mother

guyssssssss im so fucking tired lmao

not like, in a sleepy sense. in a “i crave the eternal peace of being under 6 foot of dirt” sense

hope all fascists die and go to hell no matter what btw

my inner child is so dead

*saying it in the same tone as yesterday, the day before and the entire year* ohhhhh its one of Those days

fighting with people is the only thing that makes me feel alive maybe i should never choose peace

everyone always talks about being abnormal about something others are normal about but you don’t know true pain until you dgaf about something apparently everyone cares for

why is no one even slightly attractive to me

maybe its the antidepressants. maybe im in my aceggot era

what the fuck am i supposed to do with the rest of my life

texted my ex im on my faggot shit again

they be saying anything in philosophy books

fatherless behavior