ive decided to stop trying. it’s probably for the best

i wish i knew what everyone thought of me and how to act so i can make socially correct decisions

spiraling because i dont know what to say and i dont want to make him any more mad a tme i cant do this anymore i cant interact with anyone

I DID IT AGAIN. I CAN'T STOP APOLOGIZING. EVERYONE MUST THINK I'M A GUILT TRIPPER. HE'S MAD AT ME. IT'S OVER.

screwed it up again :(,,, all my friends must hate me for making so many mistakes

talked to counselor, felt a little better. it’s still sinking in though

negating depression with suggestive songs

i look to the phone and there’s nobody i can vent to

nothing to do online but i'm still here like a pest

laying on my back in bed. the last hours were a blur. did i sleep? did i not? 我的心好像碎了。

it's sinking in. a little. unsure if i want to sleep tonight or not. god(s) i wish the last years of my life were fake. im a cis girl right

it hurts knowing what they’re probably up to. i can guess that they’ve been calling

for what its worth, i like you

i wish school would start sooner. it’s lonely in the box

who’s that fool in the mirror?

always, my ocs are the only ones i understand fully. they live in my head, after all. such interesting people- and i created them too?

listening to music or having my headphones on feels like a type of stasis. stuck in my little test tube, unable to get angry or even feel

screw it all. oc loresheet time. feeling giddy

sometimes it feels like i'm telling big fat lies to myself and the world

life is kind of a big fat joke isnt it. the hand of fate i guess