i’ve been eating normally and it’s disgusting to the point i’ve been thinking about overdosing on my Adderall and wellbutrin again and not telling my dad this time because i hate the number 84 please let me be 70 i don’t care how much i suffer just let me get there
a few weeks ago i went to the movies with my auntie and before we went in we started talking about destiel and ao3 so now every time i read ao3 it makes me think of my auntie and makes me no longer want to read the fic. im in hell.