Just M.

I don’t know how to describe what it’s like to kiss him. He kisses me so soft, so gentle like he wants to cherish every single second of me. He’ll pause and look right in my eyes like I’m the most beautiful person he’s ever seen. He’ll wrap his arms around me and caress my…

Depression Doesn’t Have A Fucking Face.

When it comes to mental illness; one perception that sticks out to me is when people tell you, “You don’t look depressed.” Like depression comes with a common fucking face. You can look like you have it all together and still contemplate ending your life. Depression doesn’t have a set “look”. You just never know…

Fuck Making My Bed.

I’ll stand over my bed my mind Like a fucking idiot pacing the side worrying about how I should make it before I leave for work. I stand there with tears filling my eyes, my hands shaking like an addict about how I need to please you before you find out I’m being a slob…

End Fucking Rant.

When you woke me up this morning at  7am to blow up at me over the soda can  I left in the bathroom I felt flabbergasted  and disgusted. Fucking disgusted.  Then you proceeded to go into detail  over everything I’ve done wrong and I  had to sit there and swallow every failure  I’ve done over…

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