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Tw:vent, sh, long as f*ck
It’s late. I’m tired. My chest hurts, and I’ve spent the last 20 minutes researching and trying to convince myself I’m not touch-starved. I feel dramatic, I had a hug fucking yesterday. This is pathetic. Not to mention idk if I’m even going to post this because of how much of a self-absorbed “woe is me” asshole I sound like rn. I guess I’m just writing this for my own comfort and to see what I actually feel like. It’s really dark. Nothing I’m doing can distract me, and I feel like I’m going to relapse. Again. Fuck. Sorry to those of you who read all of..that; I shouldn’t be complaining. You probably have your own shit to do. Should I even announce this? I don’t know. It feels like if I do I’m basically just “asking for comfort”, and I’m being too needy. Why am I suddenly outing all my insecurities to whoever’s reading this? I don’t know, but congrats because you now know a lot more abt me than my parents do. Sometimes I purposely say concerning things that I genuinely believe, and hope really hard that someone notices. That someone shows they actually care. But that’s me being too much. Again. I know it is, yet I still do it. I need to stop, I’m yapping too much. Bye. (Shit, I just pressed ‘announce to my followers’, I’m actually posting this.)