Us

{Words by Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4 (1944-1947) / Cynthia Cruz from diagnosis,The glimmering room}

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.

I'm ashamed of my own pain

I have no worth if I don’t have your attention.

FUCK I'm bleeding so much

Dm for sh pics

Lowkey wanna kms everytime I get embarrassed so im just gonna gaslight and say idc

manipulate me until im unable to live without you. be my medicine. be my air. be my water. be my food. be everything i need and more.

I just don't want to exist anymore. I'm just so very lonely. I am so fucking lonely.