idk

today while at work i should write 2.2, even though it’s kind of pointless. you know what? no. tomorrow i’ll do shit. saturday i’ll do shit. but today i feel like shit so i don’t wanna do anything. also why the FUCK is it snowing? like really? oh and tomorrow i’ll write 2.2 I DON’T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK TO DO LIKE WHAT.

i want to take my keys from her purse, drive my car, and drive. drive far, far away where no one knows me with nothing on me. then i want to crash. i want to crash and i want to die. i would rather die than live here right now. i can’t stand her. i want my mom to live the rest of her life being the mother of the girl who killed herself. i want her to have to live that reality. i want her to see how bad she has fucked up. I WANT TO RAGE AND I WANT TO DIE AND I WANT TO CUT AND I WANT TO SMASH THINGS AND I WANT TO RUN AND I WANT TO END ALL OF THIS

i just want someone’s shoulder to cry on and i just want someone to take care of me…is that so much to ask for? is it? i’m crying so hard right now.

gayleaf:

do u think skrillex does weddings 

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