I wish I knew what he thought of me. What thought come into his head when he glides his gaze over me? I would even want to know if it's bad, it's better than living in the unknown, I could change if possible and I could use the sadness to cut myself.
If only I could read his mind, better yet control it.
I really wish I had a good spot to cut at home. I have literally nowhere to do it and it's so unfortunate and frustrating.
I hate how i have no brainpower in the evenings, the worst thing is that I have no self discipline aswell. I'm just a disgusting pile of useless and self sabotaging flesh.
Happy Birthday!!!! ๐๐๐๐ฅฐ
Thank youuuu ๐ฅฐ๐ฅน๐๐!!!
The fact that I can never have him. That I will never be even able to be loose acquaintances with him. It hurts so much. It's so unfair. I've never felt the need for someone like I feel the need for him.
My graduation is in a few days and I look so fucking fat in the dress. I want to stab myself in the stomach thru that ugly piece of trash. I also looked deeply miserable and sickly whilst trying it on today, which would at least look pretty if i was skinny, but since im not, it just looks disgusting. Now I'll have to work 3 days whilst starving. Whilst there's also 6 different stress sources chewing on me.
Is it ever your birthday if you don't have to fight tears constantly the night before and probably the day itself.
every night
Iโm no therapist or anything. I canโt fix whatโs making you sad. I can offer hot chocolate and hugs though. I hope things get better. If you like cats i hope one comes and purrs on your chest.
Thank you!! That's very sweet of you, I appreciate it <33 I wish cute cats upon you aswell
The things I would do for him to feel like that towards me.
I thought my life was meaningless and aimless, but all that changed with her. Now I'm alive with a purpose, obsessed with giving her everything I am and can be. I'm filled with determination, and every single minute of the day I can't wait to see her again. When I look in the mirror, nothing matters - only her.
she/her. just a digital diary of cringe and vents. 19
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