Everyone Stops Talking To Me After A While. I Know, I Wouldn't Talk To Someone Like Me Either.

Me with my comfort stuffed animals because they keep me safe from the hallucinations

*No reply*

Oh so you want me to kill myself?

I guess there’s comfort in the fact that no one will ever hate me as much as I hate myself

I just want someone who can’t get enough of me. Someone who will find out my perfume brand to spray it on a pillow when they can't have me beside them. Someone who will make a shrine of my pictures, of the things they collect of me. Is that too much to ask?

when you say something then feel a tightness in your chest, knowing that what you said will have repercussions but it's too late to take it back

i overthink a lot so please go ahead and use that to your advantage

use my own mind and thoughts to get me away from people and be attached to you

fuck my mind up even more that i can't even trust my own words

fuck my mind up so much that i will only rely on your words and crave your attention

i would be unstoppable if i could start a conversation

Do you think of me as often as I think of you?

fighting the urge to say thank you for talking to me

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