#CL’s Box
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failed my photoshop ceritification test for school
i’m just failing at everything, arent i?
i’m gonna fucking crash out at everything soon
i’m so tired
at least it’s friday tomorrow
the knife twisted in my stomach when i discovered this 🥀 (i’ve been feeling it my whole life)
-# i’m not self-diagnosing i’m just trying to figure out what’s wrong with me and i was curious to see what rsd was and jst found it highly relatable in all circumstances
feel like i’m about to self sabotage again
i wish i wasnt such a bad person
i wish i didnt think these things
i wish i was important
actually important
to someone
i’m typically the second, third, fourth, fifth person in mind
last priority
idk maybe that’s why i feel like absolutely nothing when i fail
I’m just proving myself to be
not important
giving everyone a reason to give up on me
but then i push others away
and just
idk
i wish people thought about me as much i think about them
i mean do i cross people’s minds?
does someone smile when they think of me?
or did i ruin it and create a stain on their memories of me?
oh my god shut up you fat fucking pathetic chud loser
listening to myself whine is making me want to relapse
i wish i could get high and stop thinking
I hate all of my coping mechanisms
mostly because they makes me feel worse after
it’s that short dopamine hit
i just fucking binge ate until i was sick again 🥀
god i’m a fatass
ruined what i did in the gym today
i accidentally sliced my hand open on smth under the couch
while looking for something i dropped
idk it made me think about when i’m in control of the pain
i feel like the sting hurts more when it’s out of your control
although idk, i fuck my thigh up pretty bad
it hurts just laying down
the sting
i dunno
i feel euphoric for a second when i relapse
staring at the bloody cuts
waiting for them to really hurt
punishing yourself
the control is nice until it becomes instinct
i did something bad, i need to cut
something bad happened, i need to cut
i’m jealous again, should cut
i pushed them away, the pain hugs my leg
and when you treat your skin like a canvas it gets warm
textured
i sound like a masochist
i’ll try not to cut tonight
i havent done it since a half week before spring break
so ig 17 days or so
idk if i’ll keep count though
ughggg god i feel sick
do i have avpd or am i jst cupioromantic or some other romantic
what’s wrong with me
ughsgsb i hate the way my boobs look so much
i wish i was hot
" nice rack " yeah it’s the bra giving me extra support
god im ugly
my scars
arent fading
uhsjsbsm
i dont want to wear shorts in the summer
or wear a swimsuit
i dont want my parents or friend to see
im so pathetic for writing all this shit about a fictional semihealthy relationship because i know i can never have that
fat fucking chud 💔
i think there’s no hope of it
i always ruin it
i’m destined to be alone forever
hhhh
i hate when i feel like i’m boring them
i just wanna talk but i feel like i’m being too much
They’re doing smth anyway but still i just
idk
i just want to feel validated
or whatever i seek
god please talk to me you’re the only one who really talks to me for longer than 5 minutes anymore
i just want to feel an ounce of some kind of affection even if it’s fake
i need to stop thinking about these stupid fucking characters
ugh i’m so fucking weird
fucking loser only feeling love through a stupid oc
i’m pathetic
stop crying
just
try to calm down
blink the tears away
god please care please care please care
why dont you care
i wish you still cared
how i feel every day with literally everyone
watching highschool couples every day like a loser and thinking about how i’ll never be able to have that
🫤
" I wish I never met you no more. "
genuinely who wants to fucking talk to me anymore
how pathetic am i for staring at all the dms and waiting for a text that’ll never come
i guess it’s what i get for pushing people away
i just want to know i mean something, anything to you still.
thinking about the blade again
dont cut it’s too close to summer
they’ll all see
see how disgusting you are.
awful awful scars
they stain your skin
oh, but they care too much and not enough all at once
they’d never break down crying over what their daughter did to herself
they’d never ask why.
never try to understand.
only criticize.
i’m tired
ughsgh
my parents want to go to church this weekend
i dont really want to
i’m
scared
i feel sick and unsafe stepping into a church
i dont want to feel the shame
feel the eyes of people, of god looking down on me in disgust
my heart feels heavy
Easter is one of the biggest holidays in our religion. It is the day of our redemption. Do not be afraid of being ashamed, do not fear being looked down upon. Instead, try to look at it as a step in a new direction, one that could potentially be beneficial to you.
I understand the fear that comes from religion, and while I have not gone through it myself, I have gone through other trauma. The best I can say is, try to focus on being present, not whats going on inside you. Try understanding the sermons, reflect on them, see what resonates with you. And remember to take deep breaths
i feel like he never wants to talk to me again
i dont want to text first again because i feel like i just seem desperate
idk
i ruined it
like how i ruin everything i touch
it all just disintegrates in my hands
every relationship’s just gonna turn out this way
i dont deserve anything less
i dont even know what the point in trying is anymore when everyone leaves and moves on
and i do all this stuff to get them back and when i do, it’s just already ruined beyond repair
they don’t talk to me
i’m texting first
i’m a dog begging to be touched again
but they don’t want to touch me because i chewed and scratched up the couch
i hate myself for everything i do
i feel like everyone’s just gonna leave me and move on
i’m too unloveable to stay with
i’m only good for reflecting my misery in these stupid characters
maybe they bring joy to a couple people but the way i talk about it annoys people
the entertainment is nice for them ig
i feel like i used to be so good at being there for people
now it seems like i’m just trying too hard
but i dont even know who i have left to help anymore
and i’m too scared to
i dont think you want me in your life anymore
i’m not even sure how much of an impact i made anymore
what am i good for?
just get rid of me and put me out of my misery.
twist the knife
all pain sizzles away into numbness anyway
god i’m gonna be alone forever.
i’m gonna be the one who’s parents always ask them if they’ve met anybody yet
if my parents still love me when i grow up
or if i’m alive
and i wish someone gave a fuck about how alone i feel
not even through that whole thing did someone care about how i felt about it all
i’m just the heartless bitch that’s jealous.
I’m just tired.
and i cut so mjch
i feel like i dont even deserve love
i guess its a self-fulfilling prophecy
because nobody will ever love me like that
and i cant love
i’m truly going to be alone forever
i’m just going to stare at the couples in public and hurt
i dont think i’ll ever have anybody who will look at me crying and still love me
who’ll see my scars and still love me
someone to hold my face and say i’m pretty even though i feel ugly
fuck i sound like the biggest fucking degenerate in the world
i’m such a fucking loser
pathetic
pathetic disgusting fucking loser
i wouldnt deserve it even if i had it

shut your corny ass up 💔
hmnghhgb theyre getting bored of me
i’m sorry i’m not good enough for you anymore
i’m trying to be entertaining
i’m trying
please dont go away
you’re the only one i really talk to anymore
please dont move on
hhh
they probably think i’m annoying
i just want to talk like how we used to
you said you were tired and couldnt do that anymore but now you have other friends that you’re with every night
am i just
am i not good enough?
am i not entertaining?
am i not unique?
what’d i do
please just please stay
i cant handle it you’re practically the only thing i look forward to when i get home
i just want to be worth your time
or anyone’s
please dont move on
i’m tired of people moving on
i’m tired of everything being so awkard because i ruined it
i’m so tired
oh my god i hate these fucking photos so much
why am i so FUCKING UGLY
i hate this face so much
i hate it
and this body
i hate it and all its needs
why do you always fucking starve
why cant you just be normal
why cant you just be pretty
why why WHY
i hate this fucking face
it makes me want to punch the mirror
i hate this body
i want to get out
i wish i could just cut everything off
i HATE IT
i want to throw up
i hate it i hate it
why cant i just be pretty
not even fcking makeup helps my stupid fat fucking face
I WANT TO STRANGLE YOU
I HATE LOOKING AT YOU
why do you have to be alive
no one wants to fucking see you
they’e embarrassed
embarrassed of your sinful body
disgusting face, arms, legs, torso
no one wants to see it
i just want to cut it all off
i want myself gone
i’m so tired of looking at myself
so tired of looking at something no one would want
if i cant look good in something cropped by now i’ve failed
i’m always going backwards
nobody wants this awful fucking body
i want to cut
i want to ruin it
i’ll never be beautiful.
i feel like drawing/thinking about these dumb characters is the only semihealthy coping mechanism i have
even though i feel like people dont care about it that much
idk i just want to be interesting ig
interested in
i feel so fucking stupid
i feel like i’m waiting for shit that’ll never happen
my heart hurts again
hhhh
i feel like feeling pain again
it’s too close to summer but i want to do it.
maybe i should try my chest
maybe it’ll even out my heart feeling heavy
i dont know
i want to sleep for a while
i dont want to wake up
i’m tired of the cycle beating me down
the doubt i feel and the doubt others feel in me
i’m tired of looking at a reflection i hate
absolutely hate.
one someone will never love
i’m starting to feel like i wont be anything
like i’m just believing in the fantasy to delay my inevitable demise
the one where i’m dead by my own hand
or an " accident "
i am just
useless
what do i do in anyone’s life
i cant think
i just annoy
looking like an absolute fucking clown waiting for them to dm
i think i’m starting to realize that i’m just
not very special
to anyone
in specific
everyone has that one person they smile about when they think about them
or someone they talk to every day without shame
i’m starting to think i’m just not one of those people
just in the air and there when i’m needed ig
what is wrong with me
i feel ostracized and alienated by everyone around me
oh okay you’ll respond right away when i say goodnight tho.
i’m so fucking stupid i dont even know why i try anymore
i’m trying so hard not to cut
ugh god i hate looking at myself
i hate my face
i’m so ugly
i just want to
shatter the mirror
okay it’s really fucking funny how you have enough energy and emotion to be on vc with your new friends all fucking day and none to give me the slightest fucking sliver of attention
i’m shitting myself laughing at how i’m just blantly being ignored
making me feel too needy
i dont wanna talk to them
i’m always too much or not enough
i had to watch the sixth sense in film studies today
it was kinda heavy
usually i’m not super sensitive to it but it kinda made me anxious and feel weird
idk it was mostly the suicide and implied self harm
god okay i guess i’m just entirely fucking useless
even when i try so fucking hard i can’t help.
i’m just fucking nothing
i cant do shit
i’m NOTHING TO YOU
STOP FUCKING LYING AND SAYING I MEAN ANYTHING TO YOU BECAUSE I CLEARLY DON’T.
I’m going to leave
i’m going to leave this godforsaken fucking app and disconnect from the world
i’m so tired
so fucking tired
nobody fucking needs me
no one
never
i don’t kmow why i dont just fucking DO IT ALREADY
i’m so fucking pathetic begging for a scrap of attention
people would forget about me in a week
why do i care so much about people who would forget my name in a month
the things i do and the things i’ve done
unrecognized.
not worth remembering.
because i’m just a useless, pathetic, waste of fucking air
i want to cut again
stop
crying
just stop
syop
why do you have to cry over everything
i need to cut
i need to bleed so badly
i need someone to care
i eed someone to tell me i’m important to tehm
i need
i want
somebody
fuck
say it
everyone say it
say i’m useless
say you dont want to talk
say you hate me
say i’m a burden
say i’m annoying
just fucking say it!
say you don’t want me
tell me how i ruined. fucking. everything.
everyone knows it
everyone thinks it
everyone wants me dead.
i know they do
deep down
they want me dead for how i’ve inflicted my own suffering onto them
retreating into emptiness
all i feel is condensed into the familiar feeling of feeling nothing at all
just a heavy weight in your heart
ruined it all again
cant sleep
i swear i need to start throwing up after i eat
i’m genuinely never going to lose weight or look pretty unless i purge or go on a medication
and i cant go on meds
reading the old messages is making wanna fucking kill myself
i feel like relapsing
i wonder if the scars would heal before summer
maybe i’ll just do it
farther up the leg
and hope the weather doesn’t get warmer
i feel like no one loves me
they just told me they didn’t
i know that line
" it’s hard for me to feel it for anyone right now "
okay
i wouldn’t love me either
i’m tired
i’m gonna go offline
dniuc
" everybody loves somebody sometimes " except that somebody will never be me
i went to vent but i dont feel like going to sleep crying and feeling my heart heavy
might be bleeding internally
fuck it we ball ig
i hope i pass out in school tmr
i’m so tired
GOD WHY IS FUCKING EVERYTHING MY FAULT.
HOW IS IT MY FAULT FOR NOT BEING THE FAVORITE
I GUESS I’M JUST NIT DOING ENOUGH SHIT, HUH MOM??
I’M JUST THE SHY KID IN THE CORNER DIING NOTHING TO BE NOTICED
NO
I’M
TIRED
OF DOING FUCKING EVERYTHING
AND NOBODY FUCKING CARES
OR IT’S DISMISSED
I MESS UP ONCE SND I’M THE FUCKING PROBELMS
EVERYTHING IS MY FUCKING FAULT
i wish i could kill myself and just be gone already
nobody fucking wants me here
they dont wnat to fucking talk tomme
because i ruin EVERYTHING
and i’m just annoying
what actual fucking friends do i have anymore
i always just ruin it
and i cnat get over anything
nothing
how does everyone get over me but i cant get over a single thing in my lfie
I’m so tired of feeling like i’m trapped in my own mind and body
i think i should leave soon
i don’t think it would affect people in the long run
i dont think theyre concerned
is my normal just feeling like i need to escape every day
feeling like i should be dead
going unnoticed
i’ve given up on texting first
i just look desperate
i feel like people dont actually need me
like i’m just filtering into the background of their lives
there when you need me ig
not there cause you want me
i guess i just dont do anything much for them
the friendships feel over
most of them anyways
and the others are teetering
i just
they dont need me
what’s the point in being there if no one needs me
if they can live without me what’s the point
i’ve just become nothing
i want to cut again
every day i feel down my thigh and realize there’s no more texture of lines of scars
i dont know
its the only thing that feels real
no one’s gonna actually fucking read this pathetic whining
i jusy want to die i’m so fuckig tired
bitches will say " sorry i havent been talking to you much " and then continue to never talk to you
yeah whatever you’re just sorry because i’m ignoring you like how you ignore me because of your stupid new friends 💔
why am i never enough for anyone
but too much at the same time
i tried so hard to talk to them
they just seem fucking annoyed at everything
they dont even care about my interests
but apparently i’m not enough to distract them from the world
like what fucking bullshit is that
just tell me i’m annoying and that you dont want to talk to me
nobody wants to fucking talk to me, why dont you just admit it?
dont even care that i’m not texting you
like fuck off stop pretending you care about my feelings with that late night pity text
i’m so tired
i bet you wouldnt even care if i killed myself
or if i relapsed
at this point i’m doubtful anyone would
if i just stopped talking altogether, would anyone notice?
it’s not like i talk to them much anyway.
nobody ever says " i’m worried about her "
i’m just doubting my importance to anyone at all
nobody cares when i relapse
nobody cares about how i feel
nobody seeks interest in me
nothing nothing nothing i’m just nothing to everyone i know
i’m tired
why do i always screw everything up
why why why am i so stupid
why do i say such stupid shit
why am i so petty
why am i such a bad fucking person
i feel like one of my biggest fears is nobody caring about me
and i think it’s coming true
and i’m gonna kill myself
genuinely im so tired of feeling and being worthless
and i’m irrelevant in people’s lives now
i dont think they think about me
he’s moved on, she doesn’t need me, she’s moved on, they don’t need me.
i need to relapse
oh my god i’m going yo fucking kill myself
i’m so behind
i’m falling behind
i hate being this way i have looking at myself in the mirror
i hate being this fucking lowlife BEGGING FOR ATTENTION
I HATE NOT BEING LIKE EVERYONE ELSE
I HATE BEING JUDGED
I HATE BEING THE OUTCAST
I HSTE NOT BEING RECOGNIZED
I HATE IT I HATE IT ALL
I HATE MYSELF
PEOPLE ARE HAVING THEIR FIRST DRINK, FIRST KISS, FIRST TIME AND I’M FUCKING CUTTING MYSELF
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME
DWELLING ON STUPID SHIT THAT WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE OR NEVER WILL BE
I’LL NEVER BE SHIT
THESE SCARS ON MY LEGS DONT PROVE SHIT
I WISH I COULD JUST FCKING DIE ALREADY
i did it again.
one month clean gone
feeling the sting
i should go deeper
can’t even help anyone anymore
.
just fucking leave me, hm?
fuck you.
FUCK YOU.
I HATE YOU.
i’m going deeper i dont care
i’m killing myself
i’m fucking killing myself
oh my fucking godmi’m gonna be sikc
fuck
i need to take the pills
no one”s gdonna help em
fuck
i need to leave
i need to gi
go
" Don’t believe what people say, they never stay anyway. "
i think i might actually kill myself soon
i’m seriously
i cant do it anymore
i don’t think i have friends anymore
i’m struggling
so badly
no one helps
no one cares about me like i care about them
i literally helped them for 2-3 years trying to keep them from dying. and they just left me and told me to call a hotline.
while i was bleeding from my thigh
genuinely i don’t think anyone fucking cares about me
i just need to do it.
i need to kill myself
i’m not making it to the end
my heart feels so heavy i can barely breathe
i really am just turning into my dad.
" i’m staying away and protecting myself " why am i being treated like a dog that bit you?
i should’ve stolen my brother’s cigarettes and vape when i had the chance
No. You made the right decision not to.
Don’t get addicted like I did.
Because once you get addicted, it WILL be the hardest challenge to quit.
i think i’m just addicted to hurting myself
i just feel like
numbing it with other things would be better
As someone who trued to pick up smoking to numb things
I never felt a difference
i just felt worse because i had ti stress about my parents smelling it on me
i also dont recommend picking it ip either
especially with your parents
why do i genuinely ruin everything
i really don’t mean to
i wish you would just text me back
i don’t understand how you can see me improve if we never talk again.
does it only get fixed on your terms?
fixed only when you want to talk to me again?
i don’t understand how this works
i wish you were just there for me.
all those hundreds of nights i was there for you
sick to my stomach
but when i need support, i’m just treated like all i ever was was an asshole
i am a bad person
i’m sorry for doing that
but did you have enough because you didn’t depend on me anymore?
because you suddenly got friends?
were you just waiting for a reason to leave?
it feels like the end. And if it is, i’d rather cut it off first.
i’m probably going to kill myself if it is the end. Because all this is proving is that no matter how strong the relationship was, i’ll ruin it.
and i can’t even make the shit i want to without you
somehow, i feel like you’re happier without me.
i feel like everyone is happier without me
i really don’t want to be the burden
but in the end i guess i always become it
i talked to them
so why do i still feel empty?
i need to cry.
it wont come out though
why do i hate people moving on without me
why do i hate them
getting over me
ugh this makes me sound like such a bad person
i hate being this insecure
for once i just want to feel worth in myself for longer than 30 seconds at a time
i hate saying this but
i wish someone would be jealous of me for once
i’m so tired of feeling this way
i sound so shitty saying that
i feel like a narcissist
i wish they needed me
i miss 2023
i had all my friends
i had someone who loved me
now i just fucking annoy them or i’m not good enough ig
i don’t understand
if it’s not anything bad, then why don’t they talk to me anymore?
they is everything dry, only responses?
why am i always texting first?
why is it that they talk to other people every day, almost every hour, fall asleep with them, and i’ve been with them for so long and they only give me minimal attention and responses?
i don’t get it
went from talking every hour of the day and not going to sleep without an i love you to taking an hour to respond and not even saying goodnight 
im so pathetic
oooo great my old " friends " are fucking bullying me now
Thats lovely /sarc
Im really sorry thats happening to you twin 
Hopefully you can get away from them
that was genuinely such backwards logic 💔
dude’s such a coward
just blocked me as i was explaining myself
like kay sorry for not texting but our entire friendgroup broke up and you never texted me either??
how tf does that work
what am i supposed to do, bitch?
oh ok jst found out my art is on her fucking toyhouse
credited
but she NEVER ASKED FOR MY PERMISSION
UGSHSGSH
WE’RE NOT FUCKING FRIENDS ANYMORE
YOU DON’T GET TO CLAIM MY SHIT, OR MY FRIENDS’ SHIT, ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU BLOCKED ME ON EVERYTHING
ughsgsh i hate being jealous
why do i always have to feel like someone’s pulling away when they get new friends
i should be happy but i just feel like theyre leaving
why are they bonding so quick
so comfortable with each other immediately
whyre they spending so much time with people they just met
why cant they vent to me anymore
ugdhbd
why why why
i wish they missed me like i miss them
why do you have time for everyone but fucking me
i’m gonna be alone forever
ughg i hate looking in the mirror
i just want to tear my features apart
god when tf are you NOT on vc 💔
everytime i ask
ughsgndm
i wish i could leave first but that wouldnt even make a difference because they don’t fucking care about me anymore
and i need what little validation i get too much to do that
i wish i could get high and sleep forever
but the only thing i can do is cut myself or blast my ears out on a bike ride
bike ride ig
hmbghh
i wanna forget everything
i wish i could just take smth and make everything go away
i want to forget who i am
i kind of already have but
i mean really
i want to forget
just for a while
i want to forget i ever did that shit
i want to forget every painful message
every sentiment that now stings
the things i now flinch at that i used to revel in
i wanna forget everything about me
stupid body
stupid relationships
stupid characters
stupid stupid stupid
sometimes i want to tear my art apart
delete the script
forget we ever conceived it
it’s not gonna happen
i’ll never be a director or write anything, i’ll just blow my brains out
there’s no hope at all for me
I dont think your characters are stupid
When I see them I just see my best friend in them
I like your art a lot and I wish I was as good as you at drawing people, and not silly countries lol
my body wash, shampoo and conditioner all ran out at the same time
is this a sign
that time of night where they ignore and ghost me
oh my god this shit is so one-sided but if i say anything they’ll tell me i’m being too co-dependent and need to work on myself
like god, shut up
people start prioritizing themselves without you and then prioritize themselves a little too much
like why the fuck do you act like i’m such an inconvenience
why do you only fucking talk to your friends you’ve known for 2 months
why’re you treating me like i’m a hyperfixation
obsessed with me only when you’re interested.
sorry i dont cater to your current interests
but could you not treat me like a fucking object
making me feel like an unloved piece of shit all for what
i guess i’m only good for one thing and one thing only
being a floater
ughsg i wish i could just unadd them for a while and forget everything
i’m so tired of feeling like i’m just being annoying
i look so fucking annoying and desperate texting first and responding within seconds to their hour long responses
it’s lose lose anyway i put it
everything just ends up in a problem
i’m either the villain or too broken mentally to interact with them
there’s no other way they see it
either way
my heart still feels heavy in the end
like it’s a bomb about to detonate
i hate myseflshshs 😭💔💔
i wish it was just as heartbreaking for them to realize i’m not their ride or die anymore as it is for me
the one fucking time i’m with someone YOU’RE INTERETSED IN ME DINDJSS 💔
I CANT WIN
OH MY GODDDD
I SWEAR
IT’S
ALWAYS WHEN I’M FUCKING ALONE
UGSHSGHS
WHEN I’M WITH SOMEONE ELSE YOU’RE SUDDENLY NOT BUSY!!!
AND THEN WHEN I’M ALONE
POOF BACK TO BEING WITH YOUR FRIENDS ALL NIGHT
oh and suddenlyyy you’re interested in something i used to try to show you
everything i tried to show you is just stupid or you don’t have time to, right??
but then your OTHER FRIENDS show it to you AND YOU’RE OBSESSED
couldn’t even listen to a singular fucking song i liked or literally just look, just GLANCE at a playlist
because i’m such a FUCKING INCONVENIENCE
and i guess i just make everything too boring or not to your liking
whatever
i wish i could leave and watch someone beg for me to come back
god, fuck you
i feel like i should die
i wish i could get high and forget i even exist
i need to be so numbed i dont even feel myself falling asleep with my heart heavy again
i feel like relapsing until my thighs are dripping with blood
god i wanna sleep forever
i feel
i genuinely feel like the embodiment of creep by radiohead
what the hell is wrong with me
why why why am i so
why cant i move on
why does it seem like everbody moves on but me
it’s true
everybody’s moved on
ty
my friends from california
z, n, j
him
now you
out of everyone
i never thought you’d leave me
i don’t know
it’s probably just me
i ruin so much
i’m just not entertaining enough
not pleasing them enough
not good enough to even acknowledge
what would my mom say if she found me dead
i’m running out of reasons to live
running out of reasons to try
try fighting, try losing weight, trying my best
it never works out
i cannot fathom to look in the mirror anymore
my reflection is distorted
disgusting and out of proportion
that face isnt me
i dont even know what i look like
i don’t know who i am anymore
i feel like i shouldnt even exist
i just
i want to sleep
for a long time
living in countless dreams and nightmares would be better than this
forgetting myself
i’ve already forgotten but i just want to be lost
i dont want to wake up
im tired
tired of everything going to shit
tired of feeling this way
when will i ever break the chains
when will i just kill myself
it’s only a matter of when
resisting the urge to ask them what they would do if i killed myself
realizing i’ve never been a first priority for them except for when they didnt have anyone
what the fuck is so wrong with me
it’s like this for everyone
ig being a good friend to you means staying away in the long run.
i’m tired of being everyone’s friend
i want them to be mine
that doesnt really make sense
idk i’m so fucking retadrdfd
crazy how we thought we’d spend our lives together and now they wont even text me back
" i dont leave people on read " yes tf you do
maybe i just don’t constitute as a person
im such a loser
i wish i was dead
look at me, staring at old messages with false hope
waiting for someone who would never make time for me again
i want to kill myself
i just want it to end
i’m so tired
i want to relapse
i want to cut my wrist this time, though.
idk. i’ll just lie and say my knife slipped while doing art or cutting smth.
i’m gonna try and confront them
if this goes wrong and i lose them forever i’m actually going to fucking kms
like actually, i’m fucking done. goodbye to everyone at that point.
writing my letters.
if there’s anything to write.
i dunno. it feels like so many people left me that i’d only really write for like, 2 people excluding my parents.
isnt that sad
not enough reasons to live, but too many to die.
i made a poem at school
i’m so cringe 💔
I Believe
I believe in healing,
the way a forest recovers
after an angry fire.
I believe that faded scars
are not burdened reminders
but proof of survival.
I believe resilience
makes the strongest warriors,
ones who fight battles inside.
I believe memories gone stale
can be refurbished
through new connection echoing old friends.
I believe hurt people hurt people
but our blame is misplaced
support should be first, never neglected with hate.
I believe in masks
hiding away the pain
but our faults happen when we ignore our struggles.
The struggles of others.
Of ourselves.
I believe we can heal
and someday, it will feel real.
I think this is really good! Better than any poetry I could ever make, I really suck at writing poems. Plus poems are supposed to be kinda corny because it comes from the soul
thank you twin
of course! 
i’m gonna be alone forever
i want to disappear for months and see how people react
god when tf are you ever gonna text first 💔
i’m so fucking tired
i say this shit every day and spout my self-deprecating nonsense but i really mean it
i’m not sure i’ll make it to 18
i don’t want to feel anymore
i waited 4 and a half years. their new friends did it in 2 months. 
Im tired of feeling so shameful after i eat that i want to throw up everything
god my head hurts
my parents make me feel like i’m a lazy failure at everything
even though i’m trying so hard
why aren’t my A’s enough
why am i not enough
i hate it so much
i hate my stupid body
i hate my face
i hate the mirror
i just want to
want to rip myself apart
i cant look anymore
everyone’s going to forget me
why does it feel like all my romantic relationships are menaingless in the long run, like they didn’t mean anything to the other person
idk maybe that’s just all my relationships with people
maybe i don’t mean enough to remember or make an impact
everyone’s growing up and i feel like i’ll get left behind and they’ll just see me as a dumb annoying kid who doesn’t know anything yet
idk maybe i already did
so little people talk to me on here anymore i almost forgot this place existed after school
last day of school
hhh fuck fuck fuck i ruin eferything
hhh i hope she’s okay i hope she’s not mad at me
why am i so stupid
ugshsgsn
and those weird fucking guys
" i’ll fix your bike if you give me your number! "
NO
FUCK OFF
fucking creeps
dont call me your fucking huzz
assholes
i’m an asshole
ughgshh
oh.
okay.
so it’s fine if it’s a joke with your other friends.
kay.
you really know how to make me feel like i’m never enough.
and somehow too much all at once.
ugh
why am i so ugly
my friends say im not fat but i am
i hate my thighs so much
my arms
my face
i wish i could see my ribs
my collarbone
i hate my stretch marks so much
i’m so fucking ugly
my scars are faded but i still see the pink lines
crosshatches on my thigh
i dont think anyone else sees it
but i do
who will ever want me
im gonna die alone
i wanna kill myself
i wish i could do it
i wish i could see if people would care
i can’t tell if anyone cares about me anymore
what do i mean to anyone?
just stale memories?
nothing
i’m always replaced
replaced by someone better
i’m not enough.
or i’m too much.
i’m both.
i dont even know what i am
i just
i wish i were dead
and i wish people saw it.
would it hit harder if i said it to their face?
or am i just being manipulative then?
i need help, yet nobody wants to help you.
they just tell you you’re too much.
not a care that you might actually do it.
just the villain again.
maybe i am a bad person
i sort of confronted them
idk, it just still kinda hurts
still feel invalidated
still feel one-sided
why am i so fucking uncool
i wish i could just feel normal for once
i’m almost 17 and i’ve never had like
any normal teenage experience
or i guess any stereotypical one
no first kiss
no parties
no making stupid decisions
like drinking or smoking
no big friend group
i only have one friend irl
god i’m a loser
Im so sorry to hear that D:
thought what if theyre doing the same shit we used to do with someone else and i genuinely felt sick and almost gagged in my mouth
ugh
i’m
i’m so fucking tired
i’m trying not to relapse
but everything just
hhh
i don’t know
i want to see the blood
i wont enjoy the sting but i need to numb
maybe just
a few cuts
where no one will see
so nobody questions
i don’t know
just a few.
fuck, bikini line’s gonna hurt like a bitch
Instead of cutting
Why dont you try biting
You can still get that pain you need
but you wont bleed or have long lasting marks
so surgery’s too expensive for my dog’s tumor
and all of the doctors who could conduct it here are shitty
so i guess we’re just letting him live in pain for what possible little time he has left
i love being me!!!d! Sushahsjsks

if things get any worse it’s over yall won’t see me
omfg you don’t make sense to me
YOU’RE LITERALLY ONLINE PRIORITIZING OTHER FUCKING PEOPLE RATHER THAN PEOPLE THAT’VE BEEN WITH YOU FOR YEARS AND CLAIMING YOU LOST YOUR SPARK
WHAT THE FUCK
I DONT GET IT
oh my god
yes
i love it when assholes admit they’ve been assholes
i guess i’ll wait a little longer for them to change but if i relaps one more time over them i’m not sure how much longer that’ll be