I Was Born To Die In Pain

I'll slice myself into tiny fucking ribbons

I'm sick and have almost thrown up 3 times today and what dose my mom say "figure out how to get better cause your going to school tomorrow" so I called her out on how she's being a crappie person so now she pissed at me for not wanting to go to school when I'm sick meanwhile she takes the whole week of when she's sick

asking "do you love me any less" every time after i freak out

The last thing I wanted was to be alone in a room with my fucking thoughts.

what’s so wrong with getting worse…?

I'm homesick for arms that don't even want to hold me.

I want to look as fucked up on the outside as I am on the inside