That feeling in your stomach when you realize it’s really over. Your heart just sinks in all the memories, the late-night calls, and all the promises you guys made but you know what’s the worst part? Is that you don’t know if you can do it again.
Me: I don’t give a fuck
Also Me: *gives way to many fucks*
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It counts as self harm. If you scratch yourself on purpose but its only a red bulge it still counts as sled harm.
When I’m anxious I chew the skin on my fingers, sometimes it bleeds, sometimes it bleeds a lot. I can never quite figure out if it counts or not
Last night was one of the worst. I just couldn’t stop crying cuz somebody close to me almost died. Thankfully everything turned out fine in the end but it really took a toll on me. I couldn’t sleep so I tried reading a book but that just made me cry more. Life is hard innit </3
TW: BLOOD AND SH
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Do you ever feel hollow and empty? Like the soul has been sucked out of you and there’s nothing left?
That’s how I’ve been feeling today, I just wanna be done. Part of me wants to fight and try to do good things for the world and make a change. But I’m just tired, I just wanna take a really long nap because I’m exhausted. I never get a break, and I feel like I’m on autopilot all the time.
I couldn’t not share this…