Bleating

I vent here, don't read text posts if checked here and dont want to see please

Misery is always eating away at me no matter how quiet it is during different times and I don't think anyone cares enough because they're too focused on how rude i am to do anything about my crys for help

Cry for help named relapse is calling for me but I wont get the tender love I desire from it so if I do I probably just won't say anything but that also might make me a horrible person so I dont know what to do and I know the right answer is just don't relapse but thats such a hard choice to pick right now

Last night i was going to relapse but then i went back to sleep like a good pet

Wait this is so good I'm sick I'm sick

Trying recovery again btw ♡ yay

This blog so crazy

People love a doll until it doesnt work on its own and needs to be told what to do exactly and needs help understanding everything and has trouble with its emotions and doesn't like being fleshy

Didn't have to block me but okay 😞