I guess if the worst case scenario does happen, know that I love you all and I’m sorry.
I really don’t know if I need to call someone to come and help me bc I’m scared and I’m alone and I don’t want to think about the worst case scenario in this situation.
I don’t really know what to do. I have hit rock bottom, again. I can’t move. I can’t get out of bed. I am in so much pain. This keeps happening. I am crippled by myself. And if you followed me this time last year you will know how much pain I was in then and how close I was to giving up. Here we are. One whole year later. I haven’t recovered. I hurt so much. I can’t cry anymore. I’m done. I’m done with so much of this. One more comment from my mum about how I don’t want to get better or how I’m useless or a waste of space and I will break. I’m not able to be strong anymore. I just can’t do it. I’m trying so hard to be this person that everyone thinks I am. But I’m not strong. I’m not capable of recovery. I hurt so much and I’m at the end of being able to come and blog because that’s how much I hurt all over. Waking up everyday is the hardest thing to do… But I can’t do it anymore. I’m not able to. I’m so sorry. God I hurt so much.
parent: im down the street
*actually 30 miles away*
holy shit one of my gif sets is almost at 10k notes!
it’s 3am and I have been reading fanfic for 7 hours straight rip me
what if instead of saying nip slip we said nipple slipple