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it’s just so hard to be loved. it just keeps hitting me in the gut every time. and I feel so like. helpless maybe. confused. you’re giving me something and it’s a great gift but it’s not mine. it isn’t supposed to have my name on it. there’s been a mixup. what am I supposed to do with that! can you like take it away again please im trying to chill here and it’s kind of stressing me out

man idk. it’s fun making the little traumacore bullshit edits and it’s not shooting my self in the head

it really is like. I will disappoint you. i am not worth it long term. Sorry. My bad. I did try to tell you. I’m sorry too. It’s okay that im not gonna make it I never really thought i would but I would hate to drag you down with me. It’s pretty easy to fall out of love with me if you just like. Buckle down. Can you look into it. Pleaaaaase

You can maybe see it but there is nothing you can do to help and it honestly just makes it worse sorryyyyyyyyy. Oh well!

Can you come in tomorrow too can you come in early no actually earlier than that and stay too. Idk can you gargle my nuts from the back. Sorry that’s not professional yes of course

Julien baker was not kidding. I haven’t been taking my meds so lock all the cabinets and send me to bed because I know you’re worried I’m gonna make my insides clean with kitchen bleach make up for the lovers who never loved me and I’m alone again and I don’t like the things I see and you can’t. I’m sorry. You can’t take me home