I hear you turning your thoughts off

about me

I feel like I’m going to vomit I am so alone I am so sad I don’t want to live

From April 23rd

I know whiskey tastes better than me just stop lying is touching me a lie too idk don’t touch me everything hurts my pillow smells like yr shampoo and that cigarette we split and I’m just tired but I don’t want to lay on that pillow and I need to rest my head but not on yr shoulder or yr arm or yr nothing I almost cried when you held my waist and said you’d take me out this weekend and instead of saying okay and holding on tighter I just should’ve punched you in the gut.

Had bubble tea and dumplings for dinner and bought a real cute sweater that everyone hates hoooorah ☺️

Why don’t i fucking enjoy anything why doesn’t anything make me happy why am I so numb why am I so tired


the pharcyde / passing me by


don’t buy that “love is a serious word” crap, love freely, love carelessly, love yourself, love that lady bird that just flew past, love that cutie that served you lunch at a cafe that you’ll probably never see again, love every single cat you see and when you stop loving someone or something, don’t fight it. i don’t know what love is but i know it’s not serious.