What the actual fuck. It's fine man. They don't know your story so please don't take it to heart.
Some kids saw my cuts on my wrist and started making jokes that made me for sad and uncomfortable. This happened on Monday.
This.
Never enough discipline. I never have myself under enough discipline to achieve what I want to achieve.
I know I’m sick. I know I’m ‘fucked up in the head’. I know what is good for me and what is bad for me.
At the exact same time, I don’t care.
I don’t want to be healthy. I don’t want a perfect relationship. I don’t mind the hurting, the aching, the low expectations, the hunger, the hurt. I don’t mind it because it’s all I’ve ever known.
Fuck, i’m so pathetic
I hit an artery and that shit was apparently crazy I just woke up, but I can't move my left hand or fingers and need surgery I guess that's what I get.
Can my body just stop functioning so I can die?
Same (":
0 days clean,, once again,,