Aug 2
How do I give everyone more of me? Must I give up myself entirely? Would I do that for you both? Would you forgive me when I do?
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How do I give everyone more of me? Must I give up myself entirely? Would I do that for you both? Would you forgive me when I do?
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I was highkey harassed throughout my second semester of 8th grade but it was brushed of because my harasser(?) was autistic:3 (THAT DOESN’T BOTHER ME NOT ONE BIT, NOPE, NOT AT ALL. ((Sarcasm)) )
kinda mad she babied him and belittled my pain/distress though. Please ask me about this I would love to elaborate.
I feel like I’m being neglected right now a bit, it’s not like serious though. I just need to see a doctor. I’ve had a headache for day, back and front of my head, neck pain, and nausea. I might be cooked. Too scared to sleep cause what if I don’t wake up? I can’t go without seeing nigiri :p
going through withdraws
#whoops
poem about suicide i came up with on the spot in the shower
death consumes his thoughts, yet all he talks about is living. not ever a thought about surviving in his head but all about the peace that comes after the survival is done.
for its a door, a light, a beautiful garden of peace. and he wished to bask in it ever since he could feel.
this world did not deserve but a man who only wanted to be okay in life, because this world is never okay; but a shallow slope of slaves and gods that he didnt want to pick between.
so instead of sliding down he jumps off the side, into a garden of beauty and happiness and peace where all is forgotten and all worries ascend. for there he will be okay, and not wish every constant second to decay.
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TW: mentions of r@pe
I hate people kinda, because we just met, WHY IS YOUR HAND ON MY SHOULDERERRRRRRRRRERRRRRREEEEE 3:<<<
(Thinking about this one guy my friend used to date, he got allegations of planning to r@pe her)
It pisses me off that some people really think all depression is just some shit that you can get rid of because it’s just a “mindset”. That’s not how it fucking works, some people may be able to get rid of their depression but others cannot. Having severe depression means I will live with it for the rest of my life, a good example is my grandmother has it to this day.
There is something wrong with me and I know it.
I knew if last time and I was right.
Last time it was, “it’s can’t be normal to be this sad and emotional,” I was right, it was depression.
So why can’t I eat like a normal person. I can recognize when I’m full but I will keep eating even when i feel grossly full already…
It’s picked back up a lot more recently, when I relapse I eat more ig, but I just like how it feels to eat I guess.
I hope there’s a name for this
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I probably just need to go back on my meds :p…