https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMdCLSauE/@fuck_the_cistem we meet because we both liked the story banana smothu and strawberry tea and knownwith out you I would me dead like no joke . And that's crazy to me. I luv you thank you for being there <3
Besties we have a problem so I haven't been liek bleading and I really liek blood and I was in the shower and I was like making sure it still had blood in me and I might have cut open my thumb like 8 times good new is I still have blood
This si the first 4th of July with out my grampa and its hard he dies 3 mouths ago . He was thw only one who keep me safe . He reminded me I was ok all the some reminded me he loved me tho anything. He was the only man i ever trusted the only man I ever loved and he left me . Man I miss the hell outta him
I love to read
I love to rall in love with the characters
I love to love there thoughts
Not there body
There body is just words I can imagine my self
But there thoughts are something no one can change
People tell me to do that to there self
To love my thoughts not my body
But there scary
My thoughts
My thoughts are something
Something nobkne can change
There scary and unpredictable
The things only I know
the things only I feel
The things that will annoy everything
Then they people tell me to imagine my figure how I imagine the characters
Then I fine my self finding more flaws
Then 8t turns in to me fantasizing my body
It turns in to me hating my self more
' I wish I where them '
'I have to be like them '
'Your ugly '
'Your not in the right body '
'K!ll your self '
'No one loves you '
-bug (they/he )
-This is my story this is me i need a name for it if you have on that would be great