Nitäl of woe

reblog to throw a brick at the person you reblogged this from

stabbing my bf and riding the handle of the knife while the blade is still buried in his guts omfg ♡

I want to destroy everything. I want to ruin my life, smash glass bottles agaisnt walls, run away into the night and get in trouble, scream and yell at the top of my lungs, get into fist fights, and stand up for myself. I want to be so so angry and loud about how awful I feel that everyone realizes that I was never okay, and I was never going to be okay, and that they left me behind to suffer. But I'm too tired. I'm too tired to move, to think. I just want to lay in bed all day and ignore the world. I just slap on a neutral face and do as I'm told. I wish I could be so angry about how sick I've become, but instead I keep quietly to myself, and live another miserable tired day.

A warm, tight hole to fuck with a knife right now sounds immaculate. Moans of pain and pleasure combining into a sinful harmony. Blood gushing as flesh is mutilated. Hole opening, becoming a dirty wound. Perfect for my cock to penetrate.

I bring a sort of "can't read social cues" vibe to every social situation that I can't tell if anyone likes or not

The moment you actually start thinking about suicide again after being okay is so painful

waking up gets harder and harder every day

nothing matters and we will all return to dust

Doms should be expressive and emotive while fucking someone, they should moan and whimper and growl and make whatever noises of pleasure they like, reblog if you agree

You should explore all the cute noises i make when you hurt me, my tortured screams and my pain filled whimpering. Please hurt me.

You guys do know you're supposed to reblog things, right

"well i like this post but i'm worried my followers might not" fuck your followers. The entire point of tumblr is to cause irreparable psychic damage to your followers. We are locked in mortal combat on the astral plane. You must win. You Must Win. You Must Destroy Them.