I was already dead when you pulled the trigger.
A seventeen year old teenager with some severe mental issues and a lack of therapy.
A seventeen year old teenager with some severe mental issues and a lack of therapy.
Ugh how do you expect me to decide what college to attend or who I want to marry or what I want to do for the rest of my life
I CAN’T EVEN DECIDE WHERE TO PUT A STICKER BECAUSE PEELING OFF THE BACK AND HAVING IT STAY IN ONE PLACE FOREVER IS TOO BIG OF A COMMITMENT FOR ME TO LIVE WITH
every fucking post about “u r the most beautiful wen u r crying and sad” and “a guy who loves u will kiss ur scars” and “ppl with depression r stronger becos they hav walked thru fire” makes me so mad because there is nothing beautiful about depression stop romanticising it you daft twats it doesn’t make you deep or emotional or intellectual
it makes you sad and incoherent and messy and incompetent
