Veracious Vantablack

There’s this burning raging hatred for men building up inside of me and idk how to stop it at this point tbh. Or if I even want to.

If ya girl was about to have a threesome she would pick blackbear and machine gun Kelly as the winners.

We are far from healthy and you make me unhappy. But I want you to be happy at the cost of my happiness. I just want to cry when I’m with you sometimes but I can’t tell you that because then you’ll cry. And I don’t want you to cry. I just want to feel loved, appreciated and adored. But I usually just feel unfulfilled and stressed. I feel that I do a lot for you, because I care and want the best for you, but it doesn’t feel reciprocated. And I don’t feel that my time is valued or anything I do to better the relationship. And I’m tired of it and I just want to be dead so I can feel at rest. But I can’t tell you that either. So I just write it down.