#being five

I still love watching my granny cook in her kitchen as much my five year old self did !

Post-swim ramen. I definitely have never taught Eva how to use chopsticks but she seemed to do just fine with them, so I’m really proud!

Im just done. Fucking done. I could write an entire book with my tears if they were colored. They can all bite me I'm so empty i don't even care. Its not ok. Nothing is so why the hell am i here for what give me something a purpose a reason or something. I want to stop. I don't know about dying. But i want it to stop. All of it Just stop. Im done with everyones shit and drama. Just as i thought things were setting into place everything ran away and is currently somewhere nowhere to be found. Last year I had a feeling this year was gonna be good. I felt it in my core but boy was i wrong. So wrong. Why cant anything workout for me. Nothing good. It just gets worse and worse. When will it end. I just want to curl up into a ball forget everything and everyone and nit have to think about anything just to be frozen right there and wither forever. Its not worth it any if it. Nothing. I don't know anymore. Who i am what i am why i am whose my friends who wants me to stay and whose who. Life is messed up and i guess so am I. I miss being five and annoying people with my happiness. I miss being unknowingly annoying. I miss being someone something. Even Crowley said we deserve to be love that we all just want to be loved. Even Crowley

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