Unheard_of7

ITS SNOWING AHHHHHH-

*sigh* moms act and seem and tell you they care so much, but don’t even bother to ask why you eat nothing at breakfast and lunch, to ask why you’re so quiet all of a sudden, why you had a fucking anxiety attack that was caused by her, she assumes that I’m nothing like that poor  depressed and anxiety ridden boy; ‘he’s been through so much, you’re nothing like him’ even though she’s never really talked to either of us. Doesn’t bother to bring up the one time she caught me when I tried to kill myself, just breezes past it, doesn’t ask me anything ever again about my mental health. I’m completely fine now that she yelled at me for that. Oh yea, I’m fine now that you’ve yelled at me every time you caught me talking to my only real friends. Totally fine. And those cuts you saw in my arm that one time? Pft, ya no that was...the cat sure. Don’t check up on me again. Just ignore it. And yes, oh yes of course, talking shit about other suicidal people will definitely prevent me from doing that again. Always seemingly bringing up cutting or killing yourself or anything like that into any conversation will take my mind off all my pain and anxieties.
          
           Thanks mom, you’re the best!!

Happy Halloween bitches

I'm now your wattpad mom. Accept it (if you'd like)
          
          We're having pizza for dinner. If you dont like pizza then ramen. If you dont like ramen then canned ravioli bc I'm poor. If you dont like eating because you feel like your fat or anything along those lines, you are amazing and just the way you are supposed to be so eat. If I hear you purposefully throw up your food I will give you more then lock you out of all the bathrooms untill a certain time. You will have to pee in a cup. I shall give you tons of love and support
          
          And yes. We are gonna be watching the Bee Movie for 3 continuous hours.
          
            /)_/)
          /  • - •)

I am nothing.
          A freak.
          A failure.
          Good for nothing.
          No one loves me.
          I don’t matter. 
          
          Sadness and the want to kill myself is anything I feel. It controls me. I’ve given up on life. But I have to stay.
           I’m too weak.

I’m such a disappointment and a failure

Fuck I’m really turned on and I don’t know how to deal w it....

Lol I’m so inactive

When you listen to a song with lots of canons on full volume on headphones.

I will definitely regret this. I know it.
          
          Are you brave?(no) post this on your message board if you are. One catch, anyone can ask you anything and you have to answer truthfully. 
          
          Blame @gtlime he made me do this. And I was bored.