When I told you we had to end it, that we had to go on our own separate paths, I wanted you to say no. I wanted you to tell me you would never let me go. I wanted you to say that you couldn’t imagine living life without me, that you would never love anyone as much as you loved me, even if it sounds a little selfish. I wanted you to fight for me, to stop me from leaving. But all you said was, “I’ve been thinking the same thing for a while now.”

I can’t do this anymore. I hate myself so much, it’s suffocating me. It’s getting closer and closer to swallowing me and I just let it come.

Why cant i just be high 24/7 and forget about everything. Why do i need to function somehow in this society

i'm too afraid to get close to people again

i have one word for 2023: please

i dont think i have an eating disorder. i just struggle with eating and crave to be skinny all the time

Anyone else hate themselves? Or is it just me?

it’s ok. i mean it’s not ok, but it’s ok

I’ll never think I’m good enough.