What the fuck

girl who is sitting in a chair quietly with a neutral expression actually screaming very loudly in her head

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I wanna be soft with someone and not regret it after

tumblr giveaway: my fat

op had their ass removed butt go off

u want me? make me feel that shit

jumping from one crisis into the next call it parkour

Why am I so replaceable. I try everything. I try to be Good. Funny. Attractive. Interesting. Kind. Selfless. Supportive. Reliable. It’s not enough. I get replaced every time. I want to be enough. I don’t want to have to perform all these traits just for someone to stay (even though they leave despite me performing these traits). I want to be enough as I am, whatever that means.

I don’t even care about anything anymore. Don’t care about the future. Don’t think about the present. I’m just stuck in my past, reliving the same torturous memories over and over again

i still wonder what its like to be loved. no second guessing, no reassurances, no pain. just pure, healthy, unquestionable love.