Tuesday, February 10, 2015

I hope my pillow that I left at your house smells like me. I hope you find pieces of my hair in your bed. I hope when you're doing laundry you'll find my shirt. I hope when you open your bathroom cabinets you find my toothbrush. I hope you'll find my shampoo and body wash in your shower and youll breath in it's smell. I hope you see my pictures on social media. I hope your mom asks about me and asks why you left me when I was the only girl that truly ever cared. I hope you realize what a mistake you made, and when you finally realize it, I'll be long gone.


You always want what you can have but honey you can not have me.

Ugh

Part of me wants to be self destructive and part of me wants to get my shit together. What part shall I listen to?

Steven broke up with me and were done but it's a good thing it just hurts like hell.

I cut myself :/ and I want to cut more. And get drunk and kill myself

I haven't ate today at all and I feel fine. I just don't care about anything right now

Idk

Kinda wanna kill myself

I won't but it sounds very nice

I've been off my medicine for about a month now because I thought I was doing good and I could do good without it but apparently not.

I don't know what I'm doing with my life anymore. I'm way over my head. I just don't want to do this anymore.

I haven't cut in like a year but it sounds so nice right now