same old patterns, willing to give my love away. but what’s the shame in that? yes it hurts - never quite reciprocated -

jotting down my thoughts trying to make sense of it all shaking hands stiff fingers i cannot even self soothe anymore

tear me limb from limb turn me to dust my life impacts no one why do i exist? i am disappointing

i want it to work so badly but i don’t think it ever will unfortunately i am putting too much effort in once again

my mind is loud tonight, i am struggling to sift through it… overwhelmed by every detail. feel like i don’t exist feel like i am replaceable

there is a creature that is living inside of me– a parasite that feeds on hatred and pain. i promise it isn’t my fault.

i feel... “okay” really that mean i’ve been dissoci… it means distracted it means ignoring what upsets me it means crying less,

i cannot rest my heavy eyes due to… and no matter how hard i try and t… you’re always there laughing as if you belong if only you’d visit me in the fles…

it is so incredibly draining to feel so passionless. i just want to feel useful interesting

if i died in my room, whether it were an accident or int… how long would it take for you to… everything is about you, you, you so where does that leave me?

i wonder if i cross your mind i wonder of thoughts of me creep u… and whisper in your ear i wonder if you take a second glan… at my name when i call

i’m the only one awake between dusk and dawn. i see the faint moonlight caressin… the low sunlight in such a way, that they seem to speak through on…

i crave your touch trace my bones caress my skin hold me close never let me go

always been taught to prioritize other people’s pain over my own trained selfish if i speak about myself at… supposed to normalize anger

i don’t want to ruin your night i don’t want to always seem broken always bringing you sadness that y… soon you will be tired of it i am not as fun or interesting as…