moonbby

i love giving up and getting worse

i havent done anything or been anyone ever

fuck it we ball (malnourished, heavy eve bags, dehydrated, and on the verge of insanity)

heavy on the malnourished and eye bags

can everyone turn their lights off i wanna see the stars in the night sky

i think i got the bad ending

life is fucking me and I do not consent

i feel like i’m no one who belongs no where

One minute you’re recovering so well, feeling like life is worth living and you are worth loving. The next you are alone again, feeling 13 years old and harming yourself, reminded of why no one could ever like you in the first place. I fear I will always return back to that person…

i think i am fundamentally unlovable. i break everything i touch.

i thought i was at my lowest but holy shit it gets lower

I wish people could realise how hard their words are affecting me

I want to live, but I don't see the point in it. The happy moments are incredibly brief. Meanwhile, the all-consuming sadness, disappointment, emptiness, fear, seems almost constant.