“your My Best Friend, Now I’ve Got No One To Tell I’ve Lost My Best Friend.”

I'm afraid that I will never commit suicide and will suffer for the rest of my days.

i wish i could end everything but im a coward

the worst kind of pain is when you realize you never got to give them the spotify playlist you made for them

Roasted chicken, ginger, daikon, shiitake mushroom soup with lime, cilantro, broccoli sprouts, and rice noodles

or people that outgrew you

noo brain don't start missing things you've outgrown please ahah

I'm fucking sippy juice

meeee

i escape reality through my dreams and i escape nightmares through my reality so i just suffer all the time i guess