rina

suicide on hold i need to get my nails done first

I am the best version of myself when I am at a halloween party, piss drunk, in a costume that took me months to decide, it is my true form.

I think of people realised that my view is superior everything would be cool

i am in a constant state of hopelessness and despair

i caress my thoughts like little bunnies before letting them out into the world so they know they are loved no matter what

in desperate need of something i just dont know what

sorry no I can't tell you how I feel but I can write an obscure story that just might have some similarities to me

listening to sad songs because I don't deserve to be happy

im overcome with agony everytime i remember we arent what we used to be

feeling bored might kill myself

nothing gets me in a worde mood then my birthday

why does my life feel like a nightmare and why cant i wake up

"your not always going to be a teenage girl" then why dont i just kill myself then

i have this untameable urge to care for some being