“I Love You.”

all i can think about is how much of a burden my love is. love shouldn't be a burden. it should be a wonderful thing that makes you feel good. but mine is a burden. my love can hurt you. my love is something you dread. my love is a poison. my love is a weight to bear. my love is a grievance.

i just want to love without consequence.

I actually cannot stand it here anymore

oh, but for you? for you, i would kneel. for you, i would bleed. i would cut your name into me and show you that i belong to you. i would grovel at your feet. i would whine, beg, plead for you. i'd do anything for you, my darling.

Was I raised without love or was I born unlovable?

Ok can you guys tell me in the comments but am I a bad person for not reporting my friend to a teacher like I know I would hate it but I really care for my friend and I don't want to go back to school and them not being alive because of me i just feel like a shit friend and I don't know if I did the right thing.

my insides feel rotten, i dont feel like a real person

I’ve been engaging in behaviours not beneficial to my wellbeing