Bipolar's a bitch, but so am I.

gets corrupted and unsaveable like a text file

Instead of saying pro-choice I'm gonna start saying anti-life. Because I am. Let's all die.

I’m lying face down on the floor. Reblog to join.

all days are the same. i don’t feel alive anymore.

Sorry if my posture is bad. My wings are too heavy

"slut era" i say as i rot and decay in my bedroom and watch the years pass me by as i miss out on core experiences other people my age are having while i think about the past

tell your girl she's hot or i will

my tits are too pretty for this. for all these agonies.

sorry for finding it hot when people's hair goes grey. as if im wrong

i'm a bad person but i never leave the house so it's fine

id be unstoppable if it wasn't for the evil brain disorder