Seeing My Posts And Not Liking Them Is Like Watching Me Bleed Out In The White Snow And Not Helping Me

"omg it sucks that you two aren't as close anymore!" - the words of a huge ass liar :3

calling my suicide attempt my "little stunt" bc it sounds so much funnier that way

fuck she realized how horrible i am this is over isn't it

sometimes i snap back into reality and it's like wow i need to go puke now

so much sadness, so much despair

i am so stressed the only solution is death

i hate that i can't be considered a reliable narrator of my life

one day i'll create a world where feelings don't exist and neither will literature and everyone will spend their time doing math and only math

fuck i wanna read jurdan fanfic but my bed is calling me...

"i love you" liar. you just told me you hate me and you won't even reply to my messages. some kind of love this is