no longer human

in desperate need of… something… if you guys figure it out let me know

you follow me for cool posts and then boom i make 20 very personal vent posts in a row

pov you were born to love everyone else but never be loved

i will forever be the hurting child, the angry teenager and the lonely adult.

repeat after me: i deserve love i do not have to beg for

“are u jealous?” (me, vibrating and covered in blood) no

yeah no aside from the persistent fear that im not enough and will never be smart enough or beautiful enough or talented enough im doing fine

i may look bad but i also feel bad

I wish people would understand the weight and severity of their words and actions without me having to explain it to them.

how much longer do i have to keep going i wonder

every day it gets harder to have a relaxed jaw and decent posture