Do you ever feel people staring at you and you like forget how to walk

see people tell me all the time that they ‘get’ me, or they ‘understand’ me and shit… but they don’t. Not really.

They’ll never understand that half the things I do are to cover up half the things I don’t do.

They’ll never ‘get’ that I am a good liar when I need to be, I’ll fake my way through so many situations to get where I feel I need to be, physically or emotionally.

They’ll never ‘see what I mean’ when I say shit about how I feel, or how I don’t feel… because I’m either lying or making it 100x less complicated than it really is in my head.

No one understands me the way they think they do.

If you could make anyone love you with every inch of their heart, who would you choose?

I’m trying to do anything other than cut. I’m 6 months clean ffs. I can’t fucking relapse. I can’t I can’t I can’t.


a hoodie and underwear is all you really need to wear tbh

She took a handful of antidepressants with a bottle of vodka and crying, she said

"I just want to be happy, these pills will make me happy."

And just like that, the tears faded and her body went cold; the sadness had gone, but so had the chance of happiness.

I feel like shit, but no one notices and no one fucking cares. 🚶🚶🚶