Inner Thoughts

The best thing about working at a card store is the easy access to a blade.

I shouldve know he didnt give a fuck. Im crying and he just keeps playing his game. Asshole

Somehow a blade seems to soothe me more than any person can

And like that. It's done.

'Who knew my heart could ever bruise, see this scar here on my chest? Im hurting and he don't even care'

I always fuck things up. I should just stop causing him so much unnecessary stress... Then again when i get like this he doesnt give two shits about me anymore. I honestly should leave and make his life easier.

Working at papyrus is so full of drama, honestly this is what i get for working with 99% women.

Is sex all im good for?

The only thing worse is if he'd call. He'll be able to hear everything in my voice

Lol im actually so pathetic

He only mentioned cutting, he never mentioned throwing up..

I feel like his kindness towards me actually pity

I need to stop crying today