tw possibly
keep in mind this is a rant i am greatful for what i have
i honestly fucking want to die.
i hate myself i hate my body and i hate my life.
if i wasnt so fucking fat my bunk bed wouldnt have broken.
yet again its a kids bunk bed
but if i wasnt so obese i wouldnt have broken it.
now i have to sleep on the bottom and i hate being close to thw ground when i sleep now.
honestly all my problems would be solved if i wasnt a fucking whale
thinking of food makes me want to throw up. i used to love food and now when i look at it i get sick to my stomach
i make myself sick to my stomach. ive made myself like this
i domt want to be this.
but better news i wrote a fanfic. its called snapchat|mgc
trai stop rolling your eyes
its got 7 chapters up already.
ye
YOU ARE READING
welcome to my mind
Humor*i always put a tw just in case i say something triggering* Chase all about the adventures of an mentally unstable queer kid.
