I Think I Am Fundamentally Unlovable. I Break Everything I Touch.

i don’t want to live like this. i only exist at this point. all i do is distract my mind so i don’t kill myself

when someone doesn’t wanna tell me what i did wrong and suddenly i’m 8 years old wondering what i did to make my mom mad again

Kissing is overrated, stab me.

i don't need therapy i need my head crushed by a large rock

my fun-loving morbid personality

me n the girls walkin into target headed straight to the clearance bread rack

i bring a certain “i have violent thoughts and anger issues” vibe that other people really don’t like and refuse to understand