pls.leave

i got pants and guitar strap!! good day today,,
          PLUS THE CASHIER ADDRESSED ME AS 'they' IM FEELING SO GENDER RN

ive never been so losttt~~~ ive much felt so much at home~~ please write my folks and throw away my keeeyyyyyssssss~~~ i woke up in a carrrrr~~~~~~

i broke two guitar picks :// AND ONE OF THEM WAS MY FAVOURITE!!! and when i was using my DIY guitar pick (made out of a gift card),, IT SCRATCHED MY DAMN GUITAR!!! im rly pissed abt it. 
          
          but on a brighter note,, i have an iPod touch the gen (it was discontinued 10 YRS AGO!!) and i absolutely LOVE taking emo selfies on it >:)) 
          
          im listening to creed rn and their album covers r so crazyyy XDXD

apparently i’ve been using ‘petty’ wrong my whole life HGBSBDUEDNUSNUSXNU

it’s not loud enough,, i can still hear my thoughts

pierce the veil’s new single ‘emergency contact’ is literally so good istgggggg i love everything they make omlllll

we lay, we lay together just not too close, too close~~ <3

hehe i have guitar tmrw,, im excited bcs i had to cancel my other session this past weekend bcs i was sick

wow

tw: evrythn. 
          
          
          i’m worried everyone will realize they don’t fucking need me and that i’m useless waste of existence. i am literal shit and deserve to off myself. i mean,, i’m damaged goods so who would even want me?? my arm is stained with the blood of my life long enemy. an enemy we all face, rather come to terms with or die fighting. i’m still fighting my war,, but why do i cope?? it’s like setting myself back a few steps from the goal,, and finding a different end. an end i fear may come sooner than anyone should expect. so what’s the point of fighting when there’s an new way out? i mean,, it’s not like i’ll be strong enough to fight for the long haul,.. there an end to us all, right? 
          
          we’re all gonna die.