All I can think about is how much she doesn’t want me. The way she doesn’t care or love me. I heard her today, talking to others about the girl she’s perusing at the moment. I will never feel okay as long as I’m here. I thought I would be feeling the urge to buy some razor blades again, but another has come about. Now all I can picture in my head is, me getting my dad’s gun that he hides in the living room and shooting myself. Or a car coming straight for me. Everything bad that could’ve possibly happened, has happened, and there is no fixing anything. So do I let fate do it’s thing or just end it a little sooner?
This 30-second video of Nicki Minaj explaining what “beez in the trap” means is the most important and wonderful thing I’ve seen today.
it scares me that you never know what someone is thinking or feeling towards you and everything that they say could be one massive lie
Sometimes people don’t want to hear the truth because they don’t want their illusions destroyed.
am I sick from anxiety or am I actually physically ill? a memoir by me
am i lazy or horribly depressed: the sequel
does everyone hate me or am I just very insecure: the completion of the trilogy
this may actually be one of my favourite photosets on tumblr
Don’t you dare let me leave.
Say to me, “Whatever confronts us, we’ll get through it together.”
Just don’t let me leave.