You especially don’t give a shit about me What’s more important? Partying with your friends or me? This, I hate to say it, is on you. I’ve done nothing but love you and you couldn’t even try. YOU are the reason I drink. YOU are the reason I want nothing more than to die every …
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My Reality.
Is feeling like I’m a normal fucking human being one moment and thirty minutes later finding myself cutting my legs and arms while sitting in a bathtub. It’s forcing myself to not overdose on my sleeping pills, to not open the second story window and fly to the ground. My reality is hiding my suicidal …
Memorial Day.
You didn’t want me to go out to my family’s BBQ. I had to beg and promise that it would only be a few hours. That I wouldn’t take long.That I would keep my mouth shut and hide the bruises on my neck. Make up became my new best friend. I even offered to…
The Dirty Truth 