Yall ever wonder what would happen if you found a gun.
I dont think I'd be able to control myself, even if it gets better, just having that instant way out would be comforting....
#deepthoughts#shtwt#shedrtwt#shedtwtt#shrtwtt
Every time I eat, the pig inside me wakes.
It grins behind my teeth, and feeds upon my shame.
The plate becomes a grave, each mouthful carved in bone. I feed the thing I hate, then feel it claim my soul.
I swallow hunger whole, it claws beneath my skin. The pig grows fat on guilt, while something rots within.
Each bite becomes a sentence, each meal becomes a chain. I leave the table breathing, but the pig remains.
It slips behind my eyes, and speaks through every breath. I thought I was feeding it. Now it decides what’s left.
#edtwt
#edrtwtㅤ
#piggyy
#oinky oink
Is it wrong to only be attracted to skinny people? like someone could be the sweetest person ever, but if they’re overweight, that’s genuinely all i can see and my interest just disappears. #edrtwtㅤ
I hate how I want to be as small as possible, but another part of me wants to be strong and muscular. I keep bouncing between wanting to be tiny and wanting to build a body i’m proud of, and I feel stuck between the two and never make progress. #edrtwtㅤ
Its funny how my death is already planned,
All the pieces are there
I'm just waiting a little longer
so I have enough to give away
when I'm gone
Its odd
saving for a future
I won't be there to see
Everyone thinks I'm ready to live
They don't know
I'm ready
to be remembered.
maybe you don't need
a reason to stay.
maybe you just need
to stay long enough
to find one.
there are songs
you haven't heard,
people you haven't met,
versions of yourself
you haven't become.
you don't have to love life tonight.
just stay
long enough
to see tommorow.
FUCK. I genuinely don’t know how much more of this I can fucking take. I’m trying my fucking hardest to work and find another job, and now my boss says she doesn’t even owe me half the money. I worked for that shit. I’m exhausted, broke, and genuinely fucking losing it.
i keep romanticizing the point where i finally stop fighting myself. that’s the part that scares me most. not wanting to hurt myself right now, but knowing there’s a part of me that keeps imagining the day i stop being afraid of it.