not sure if there's anything as getting better in my book
im gonna fucking kill myself. im so fucking serious
man i hate myself
want like at least 15 mins to hide and cry, i dont it like today
being here i tend to forget home is just another place filled with infuriating people
i don't think i can ever explain the type of feeling the astronaut invokes in me
i miss something so much but i don't know what it is, it's been eating at me. what is it that i miss so much idk idk
kind of wanna disappear again, off the planet. forever. kind of wanna go back to old habits. wanna make everyone know that i still am indeed fucked in the head
i am only now realising how i am actually NOT a neurotypical, and it's so fucking hard being here. this is the worst place to be at if you are not a perfect human being lol. there's not an ounce of empathy, no understanding. it's so hard being a human here. i want to go home. never thought i could miss that place, but here im literally in tears while i write this. even when i get invalidated it wasnt THIS bad lol
i feel so bad for hyyh seokjin
I'm scared i won't be me after this. I'm scared I'll lose myself. my sanity is hanging by a thread for real
im not okay
need to make an emotional support bts playlist soon, the one i had is missing lmfao
please don't speak or be friendly with anyone. please don't let yourself loose again. please just focus on yourself. please don't think anyone's your family. please don't play the savior, when you yourself can't get out of your own hell. please be selfish. please please be selfish. i beg you. please just focus on yourself. don't for any chance speak about yourself, don't give yourself to anyone here anymore. enough. just a year. we'll get out of here. we can. we'll do it. everything will be okay.
okay okay okay
everything will be alright
everything will be alright
everything will be alright
you are not here to prove. you are here to take, then run away. don't care. never mind. never fucking mind. just take and go. just go forward. stop thinking for fucks sake. stop arguing. there's no point. this not the place to fight for, you have other places that you have to, but not here. be a fake ass you dumb fuck
learning the art of shutting up.
i hate it here, like always thought no place hell like home but LMAOOO they are proving me wrong here.
when bts said "i dont have a dream, dreaming is sometimes scary, to live like this, to survive like this, is a small dream to me" in paradise
ill kill people for this lil guy
are we only supposed to talk sadly on here
are we only supposed to talk sadly on here
idk how I'm gonna do any of this. im really not fit for this world. i hate how i have to go through life, try to find happiness or dream or peace or whatever that fucking keeps me alive.
how am I supposed to do any of that? why can't they just hand it down, why must even peace be given to someone only after going through hell? so we'd know what peace is?
to be unhappy to know what happiness is like?
and fuck me for still being here, fucking coward
i wonder if she knows i stopped switching our blankets. i wonder if she knows i stopped stealing her sarees. i wonder if she knows that id do anything to just get a hold of either of those right this very moment. i wonder if she felt hurt when she found out, i wonder if she'll feel awful when she finds out.
i wonder if i want her to.
yeah, i do. guess i really am after all my mother's daughter.
i was my mother's daughter. it was me.
it was me. it was always me.
there’s a special kind of grief you feel towards yourself when you’ve been mentally ill for as long as you remember. you see ppl saying they long to return to their old self but you don’t have an old self, or if there was, you can’t remember it. ur “old self” was a child. this self is all you’ve ever known. then there’s the fear that comes with trying to find out who you are without your mental illnesses, it’s all new to you and you don’t know if you’ll like who you’ll be
what is it about you that i love so much