practice

i wish i made delicate and tranquil things that makes people feel warm and fuzzy, instead of rough desperate things that try too hard to make themselves feel worthy of being loved

i need to be cute

I saw a firefly today It’s the first time I’ve seen a firefly outside

I want a real hug

there isn’t a way for me to get help

It just gets harder and harder for me to feel like doing things

neither of my parents think that depression is real, and when I try to get help they think im being misled

my birthday was a few days ago, but it felt like celebrating someone else’s birthday

my personality is just being depressed

i should start drawing again, but i feel like I’ve forgotten how to

I don’t know if there’s enough time left to let my hair grow long again

whenever i’d imagine my suicide i always thought I’d get to keep my hair long

sometimes it feels like the universe doesn’t enjoy my company

im tired

this isn’t what i want

i hate my shoulders….

It’s all just a really bad dream

I’ll have to grow out my hair again… it’s going to take another three years… I don’t know if I’ll be around for that long…

im tired

Plastic shark

my body sucks so much what the hell I want to throw up silk and make a cocoon and die in it and end up becoming a big fuzzy sealed reeking ball of sadness and misery

optional karmotrine

i want to be understood

i want to be cute

so desperate to be heard that you beg with your eyes and now you don't know where to place them

hoodie with thumb holes