God I wish I had the bravery to kill myself

I felt like an uncle this sunny afternoon…very dirty hair in a messy bun from work, walking around smoking wearing baggy ass sweatpants with the entire world in my pockets, rewearing random shirt from chair, playing my music out loud on my walk….i was listening to kevin gates

Okayy I didn’t find anything i liked while shopping today but at least I didn’t leave the mall feeling suicidal and dysmorphic

I get so depressed and moody when I’m ovulating what kind of backwards logic is this :(

I had a large iced Capp bc of my points reward and now I have a tummy ache :( borrowed the second sex from the library. My only reading goal this summer is to read at least one volume if not the whole book. University killed my desire to read more than social media did tbh. Everytime I read a paragraph of a non fiction book of my choosing I start feeling faint like I’m having war flashbacks