wyrm.

im gonna try to starve so i can suffer physically and pass out because i’m tired of this bullshit.

i need to rip these teeth out. They hurt.

This isn’t enough. i need you here in my arms right now, i need to feel your skin against mine so i know that it’s real. I want for us to melt into each other. please.

if you don’t come back here and let me love you I’m going to fucking slit my wrists, and my suicide note will just be your name written over and over and over again. 

even though my thoughts are all ugly you make me feel pretty, feel pure. I dont ever want to make you see the disgusting side of me.

i need to carve your name into my thighs so i can actually feel like i’m yours. I need it to be deep, for it to scar badly, just so i know that it’s permanent.

This is making my head hurt, i fucking hate everything and everyone right now, if you’re not hymn can you go die?????????? Please??? Just fucking end it already i dont care about you all.

I feel sick.

please, stop trying to have a life outside of me. just stop. i’m the only one that should have your attention because you’re mine. and i desperately need to be yours too.