fuck kfc

don’t eat it, arrange it.

sadbunnny:

Somebody care about me. Love me, fuck me. I don’t care. I just want to feel something.

no one knows how deep my insecurities really reach. I’d rather be dead than live with them. but at the same time it’s very confusing, because I also think I’m better than everyone else. it’s like I think I’m worthless and such a terrible person that no one cares about, but I’m also 100000x better than anyone else who exists. that makes sense though because I loathe people and everything they do. I wish I could live in complete silence with nothing but endless grass around me. I just want to disappear. or dream forever.

so I never finished the cut challenge. what a surprise. I never finish anything because I loose interest too fast.

The first time i self harmed was in 6th grade. I’ts not a continuous thing. I do it when I’m really sad or just feel empty, or get super angry and jealous. So I’d say about 3 years.. 

The reason for my first self harm was because my ex boyfriend made out with this other girl at a quince and it just really got me jealous. I felt like everything was crashing in on me and i couldnt cope with the pain, so i found an old piece of glass and cut my wrist open several times. It was the only thing i could think of, and i wasnt thinking right anyway because i was so upset about what happened between my ex and this girl. It relieved my emotional pain so much.. and i guess since then ive relied on it to numb how sad i feel emotionally. Now though, i dont cut to get over guys. I cut because im contantly feelings worthless and ugly. i feel like i can never please anyone and im not enough. im everything i dont want to be, and i just want to die.