use my organs when i die. let me be useful for once, since i couldn’t achieve it in this pathetic life.

i wish I could watch people find out im dead. see their face when they think about me gone, watch how they behave with the knowledge when they're not being seen. i want to know if i was truly as abysmally alone as i feel. if any of them ever thought of me as i did of them.

seeing their joy when they find out I'm dead would heal something vicious in me. like I finally did something right for once.

i love giving up and getting worse

lore update i wanna die

severely deficient in whatever vitamin makes u a person

why isn’t anyone allowed to be wrong anymore? it’s okay to be wrong. being wrong, and realizing you were wrong, is how you learn and grow.

having unwashed hair will have you believing shit like i can’t be saved

Voyeurism but it's you watching me kill myself, is this anything

if someone pressed a cold hard revolver against my forehead i would probably lean in and moan

fighting mental illness w substances and making art. as god Intended

nobody teaches you how to go about life when you didn’t expect to be alive this long