i’m weak.
really, really, really weak.
I don’t know how much longer i can take it.
im aware my capitalization is shit but i dont even care right now.
im so desperate for death
i honestly wish a truck would come through my bedroom window.
all i want for christmas is to be 6 ft under.
hi.
I don’t know how to start this post…how to end it…I don’t even know how it can end. I could end up talking about puppies.
That was an exaggeration.
Ok um so yeah ok agh I really want to write but I don’t know how to put it into words.
Anyway, I’ve been through hell and back. It’s sickening how much I hate myself. I’ve had family problems for a while, before I developed an eating disorder, began to self harm, a bunch of shit imbetween (anxiety, OCD, etc.,) and just wanted to die. But there’s this saying that keeps me going.
Someone could have it […]
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