calm gazelle
I never wanted to even live in the first place and I’m actually tired of it. I’m tired of being the biggest sensitive person in my damn family and I’m tired of being the youngest- nobody ever listens and when I yell, I’m suddenly being the villain. I scratched myself literally so much today that there are marks on my arm and face (I think there’s also a bump) It just reminds me of school where the same thing happen- people acting like the victim when I snap at them and one time in the school I scratched myself so much I literally began bleeding, I don’t know why I’m still here. I might kill myself at 18 (I’m 17 rn) and I am just imagining tearing my head apart from the top.
Life isn’t gonna get any better- it never gets better for me. I don’t get why people say that, you might never even see me again
frigid summit