my beloved lavender would never do this to me

its a trigger. it will go away eventually. the feelings will go away eventually. ill be ok again

i want to post art. but am scared.

i think im god in my own little way

thats 2 friends who werent happy for me when i told them im moving out. they KNOW how much ive suffered here. when do i get to be happy?

i knew he wouldnt be happy for me, so why did i tell him? when will i just cut this person off. maybe when i get some real self esteem

i have to kill myself

im tired. im sick. im scared. im confused. and nobody really gets it. even if they do, theres nothing to be done

five seconds away from blocking everyone and going into hiding forever.

i dont understand people. none of them make sense and im sick of it. why do you do these things.

i HATE you for not answering me

i love sticking my head inside of the flattening machine. i swear it is enriching. i promise it is fulfilling.

far too nonbinary for this shit

youre allowed to hurt me because i understand you. im not allowed to complain because you have your reasons

understanding is my curse, indifference is your blessing

nothing really matters. nobody changes their behavior, nobody really cares what hurts me. why do i bother telling people when im hurt?