Yes, I‘m Sick...

Treat spiders the way you want to be treated

Killed without hesitation

im sorry this is too funny for me

i hate it when people ask me to "explain my thought process" like hell if i know

"what's going on in that head of yours?" nothing i want to be a part of

physically i’m here but mentally i’m floating face down in a river

*gets hit with feelings i thought i was over with* mmm i see that we’re recycling now

“what’d you do today” oh, y'know, just isolated myself from everyone and slept bc existing in general is unbearable

“what are you gonna do, cry about it?” yes . the fuck

The desire to be beautiful is giving me brain damage

Yes I have a nightly routine it’s called being Insane in my room till I pass out

me, all the time: i could just die and not have to do this

I feel worthless and alone. I wanna explode in a million pieces and never come back.