i'm gonn throw up i wish my yumes could hold me gently and tell me it's okay :( im kinda trying not to cry i want foursie and my rockster and sprucey and and hfhfnmfn
people are yelling every day, derealization and depersonalization constantly, i only have access to junk foods because i can't fucking cook, barely art fight attacks recently ,depression got worse again, got my period
dat means.. KILLING MYSELF!!!!!!!!!!
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GROOM ME GROOM ME!! btw tired of receiving dms of cringe ppl "hi i'm 21 and we could meet each other yk!" *liberalist, gay, silly cars shit, radqueer, nazi*