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leykai

i wrote a song and it’s trash

by leykai 7/28/2018

written by leykai

yo.

i wrote a song and it’s really fucking trash but imma show you the lyrics anyway cuz i wanna know what you guys think.

ahem.

1: ask me if i’m okay, tell you that i’d rather die. i don’t know what to say, i cry every other night.

C: serial killers and freaks of the night, we don’t die x2

2: When i look at you my heart sinks and i cannot breathe. i wish everyday that i look at you look at me.

C: serial killers and freaks of the night, we don’t die x2

3: cry like a cannibal, you make me lose my mind. laugh like a lunatic, fly in […]

7/28/2018 2 comments

death and self-harm

by leykai 7/28/2018

written by leykai

i feel like self harm is pointless, even though it felt good to me sometimes. i’ve hurt myself before.

i know that most people cut, but i tried that, and it doesn’t really satisfy me. sometimes i’ll just be minding my own business, doing whatever. then all these thoughts flood my mind again, how much i hate myself. as if they were already in my mind but in the back of it, and now they’re all in the front. then i would grab something sharp and hold nothing back.

but the pain of cutting didn’t satisfy me, the blood did. (i like blood i know that sounds […]

7/28/2018 3 comments

mistakes

by leykai 7/27/2018

written by leykai

hello.

when i was really young i was taught to do sexual things to other people. i was taught by a female. i’m a female.

i went to a really religious school, and i never felt like i belonged because i was the only girl who like girls. i was so fucking young, i didn’t understand that i wasn’t normal.

i was also emotionally and sometimes physically abused in my house. and when you’re fucked up, you tend to urge to fuck up other people. so what can i say? i was a *****.

i’ve always hated myself. always. and i’ve never understood why people are so fucking happy, […]

7/27/2018 7 comments

alone

by leykai 7/27/2018

written by leykai

hi.
i hate myself, here’s why.
i’m so fucked up, so stupid. i have no friends, im unlovable.
loving me is a hard thing to do. people don’t hang out with me, not just because of the things i did, but because of my anxiety. everyday anxiety type shit.
it’s hard for me to leave my house and go out, in front of people, without my heart beating fast and me getting cold. (i don’t know if that’s normal or not but everytime i’m anxious i lowkey get cold i don’t know if anyone else is like that) IF i’m in public for too long, […]

7/27/2018 2 comments