Crybaby

god i wish i died so many years ago this is bs

it doesn't matter how much weight i lose or if i look pretty or not because i am ugly and rotten on the inside and it's always going to show eventually

afraid the problem is inside me and ill never feel any better no matter what i do and no matter what i change

There's no such thing as too clingy. Too obsessive. Too possessive. Too needy with me. Give me all that you are. Every part of you, even the ones you dislike. Show me your scars and watch me adore you anyway.

“you're so quiet” bro i lost all my communication skills

legit I’m so fucking tired and I just want a warm chest to lay on, my hair played with, and forehead kisses so I can have a decent rest

i apologies to anyone who ever has the displeasure of trying to love me.

I need to keep telling myself it’s not normal to look at sharp objects and wonder how it would feel to cut my skin open with them