Scumbag

doesnt get much more pathetic than crying yourself to sleep and then pissing the bed #yep #ihatemyself

i need a pretty boyfriend that hits me and calls me a faggot

my iconic pill bottle full of bloody box cutter blades

hit me hit me hit me i dont want anything else in the world just fucking hit me

i have all these sick masochistic fantasies but they dont really appeal to me in the context of a stranger or solely sexual partner doing it to me. i have this intense desire to be harmed by someone who cares about me deeply and knows me and maybe even loves me, but still wants to hurt me. i wonder what that says about me psychologically. maybe i feel like its all i deserve.

realizing time and time again that i'll never matter to anyone as much as they matter to me

successfully baiting him into hitting me >>>

"are you a top or a bottom?" neither. stab me with a knife