Confessions of a stoned sad girl.

𝘼𝙩 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙝𝙚’𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙮𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚.

I wonder if he still thinks of me like I think of him...

💔I've let him go. And yet I can't help but cry and cry and cry until my stomach hurts and my face feels hot and swollen and my throat is raw...💔

Tonight I realized that there isn't anyone who i feel like I can talk to...

Do yall every just like...look at their ex and be like 😐. "How tf am I supposed to ever be good enough for them, ill never even get close to being as pretty/accomplished/perfect? Like there is literally no way I will ever measure up?" Hahaha just me? Ok... 🥲

I can already feel the walls going back up around my heart.

Last night I relapsed on my self harm...bad...the police showed up and I almost got 5150. He called them. I trusted him and he called them. I know he ment well. I know he was just scared. But now I have this sense of betrayal in my heart. Seeing the police only outwardly shut down my episode. Inside I was still manic and in so much emotional turmoil. I had to pretend to be feeling better so that he wouldn't feel the need to call again. ...