Don't you just love it when the voice in your head tells you that the one you love most is just leading you on and will leave you as soon as they can, and it's doing this while you're constantly thinking extremely depressing and possibly dangerous thoughts? Cause I fucking hate it. I honestly might relapse because of this. I hate this so much, I hate myself twice as much. I hate everything about myself and I'm just a horrible person. I don't deserve the great boyfriend I have. Or the amazing friends I have. I don't deserve them. I think I'm about to have an anxiety or a panic attack. Apparently my brain can't decide on which one to choose so it's just giving me a bit of both rn. I'm so done with it, and to think I was so happy earlier.....
-Someone who really needs help rn
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Non-Fictionthings that this squad does on a daily basis...... we need help edit: who the fuck put this under non-fiction lmaooo what Indeed
