sickly-squid
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bpd culture is your fp leaving you and you now have no reason to pursue happiness ever and you should just die because no one will ever love you again <3 :3c (help me)
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i just want a flat chest and flat stomach
is that so much to ask??
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Not really human enough, I guess.
Just a monster.
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The day I die will be the day they notice me
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Sometimes I forget that I have no real friends and go on my phone expecting something; I don’t even know what, maybe them texting me first for once? Someone actually caring? Someone being interested in me or my life at least a little?
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The worst part of being terribly sick? People come into your life expecting you to change, while pretending they'll accept you the way you are.
They'll accept you until you open up and show them your reality. After that, they just grow tired and eventually leave.
I'm cursed and sometimes I think I should just be alone for the sake of not just not hurting other people, but also not hurting myself.
But I'm so alone...
Why me?
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why does everyone leave me? you won't leave me right? tell me you won't leave me.
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Always helping others but if i need help, everyone gets distant.
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When will I be happy again ? When will you look at me and comfort me again ? Whenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhenwhen
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why does no one EVER have time for me? why are other people more important than me? I seriously just want to die. I'm tired of everything.
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When you reach the point where your planning your suicide but still no one even noticed you were struggling in the first place <<
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should’ve taken the chance to unalive myself
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they will never want me as much as i need them
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the masculine urge to be a pretty cis boy, walk outside on a cool, autumn night, go to a gas station, grab a monster after starving all day with scars littered across my arms like a sad canvas, and stare at the cashier with nothing but numb, guilty eyes because nothing will ever fill the void.
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