Safe place. Block don't report. Please.

Some of us are just not made to exist.

you know the thoughts are winning when you log back onto tumblr

i feel so fucking empty

I over explain myself because I grew up defending myself. Not because I’m guilty or lying. Because no one believed me

maybe i should let myself go

But I’ve learned to live with the way that it hurts

I think bashing my head against a wall will fix me.

i want to be loved as much as i love them. i want it to feel even just a bit more equal. please.

being self-aware doesn’t stop the spiral, it just means i get to watch it happen and hate myself for it.

I should just die no one cares

swinging rapidly from "maybe i'll be okay" to "it never gets better" every damn day

i hate feeling. i hate thoughts. i hate it all.