|Mother:||BUT I GAVE BIRTH TO YOU!|
|Me:||ain't nobody tell you to do that tho|
Working on my suicide plan and note.
Thinking of a date.
But I can’t live for very much longer.
This cocktail of mental disorders has overcome me. There is no help for me, I’ve searched for years and years.
The 21 years of mental, emotional, verbal (and physical) abuse will not be possible to get over.
I have no purpose in being alive, I should stop wasting what resources are left. I have nothing to contribute to humanity.
Happy (early) Halloween everybody!
SEA IS FOR COOKIE!
what perfection this is
Still waiting for the perfect time to use these lines.
Everything you love is here
— (via psych-facts)
my favourite outdoor activity is going back inside