husker

hi husky

//Hun, Please, Do Not end it. I've never experienced what you're going through, But i know well, That you need to keep your head up. No matter how hard it is, and you want to give up, do NOT give up! Don't!\\

“ A kitty ! So cute ! “
          The Phoenix beams , their more human form bouncing up and down .
          “ And you have wings ! So cool ! “
          
          // okay my account is garbage but I’m about to pull a sugar glider when they don’t get attention because all my friends are ignoring me - //

*Dabs in hitaus over*

//well I got Dream Daddy
          //and I tried so hard to fuck Robert and failed
          //So now I'm upsetti spaghetti
          //But hey
          //If I kill Joseph's wife I can probably fuck him

//what the fuck why do I fall for the murderers/sadistic people in shows-

H-hello.  . .Um H-Husk?

//parents: *buys sleeping pills*
          //me: how do you trust me with those-

/ahahwbrjsjs
          /so have any of you completely watched Magic Mike and can you tell me if it's good
          /cause I only ever got a few glances of it when my parents or siblings watched it.

/vent time.
          
          /my anxiety has been really fucking up my life, along with my depression and insomnia. no matter what i try to do, i wont stop eating. it's like im some kind of fat fucking pig, and i want it to stop, i dont want to be called ugly again. last year was such a good one for me, for fucking once. i got out of a toxic relationship, i got a new boyfriend, and i have friends that i hope will stay by me, no matter what happens.
          /the one thing that i decided to fucking worry about is my weight, and its dumb, so fucking dumb, as im a practical twig, but everytime i look in the mirror, i see this fat fucking loser that no one loves. not even my own family, not like it would change anything. they've already given up on me, right?
          /god, just, just fuck this life. i hate how it's come out. i hate how my friend, my own FUCKING FRIEND, raped me. i hate how my mom had to fucking die. i hate how i had to find my stepdads body. i hate how my parents dont understand that i need a fucking therapist.
          /i hope god is fucking proud for making me this way, cause ill just get more fucked up as my life goes on.
          /and perhaps it'll end, perhaps it'll end right fucking now. im sick of lifes bullshit.