i get mean when im nervous like a bad dog

Everyone I’ve Ever interacted with is purposefully Forgetting about my existence

Opening my eyes in the morning as a form of Exposure Therapy

Are you Telling me a…. Ah, forget it…..what’s The point anymore

They’re saying Liver Mortis is the new chic

Waking up mid Postmortem reconstruction to show the Professional my reference pics

i feel like i was Made to be on my own . i wish I could’ve been thrown onto the streets as a baby , not Entirely in a neglectful way, but rather in a Way that shows how strong and brave of a stray dog i am .

i Love that nobody truly knows What i look like on here but at the Same time i wish everyone knew what i looked like … Whatever that means

i was kissed at the Trans-Allegheny Lunatic Asylum and all i Got was this massive stab wound