What is the last thing that made you lose your patience?

i still fucking love you, even when you’re out there screwing around with that dipshit motherfucker. you’ll come crawling the hell back to me, you dumbass, you’ll finally pull your head outta your ass and realize that prick’s a goddamn waste of oxygen.

you’ll see he’s a half-brained, cocky little bastard who can’t give two shits about you beyond his limp-dicked ego. and you’ll remember i was the poor dumb son of a bitch who gave a rat’s ass when no one else would piss on you if you were on fire.

one miserable, hungover-ass morning, you’ll wake the hell up, choke on the pathetic dickweed you’re with, and it’ll smash into your skull how royally you fucked up. and yeah, i’ll probably still be here, because i’m apparently the fucking clown-faced jackass who waits for someone who tossed me out like a cum-stained tissue.

Another person I'm hurting because I have no self control and can't stand being alone. :( I am the worst friend anyone could have. I am not really even a friend. Real friends don't hurt the people they care about. I hope I'm just imagining all of this and you don't really care, but if you do, I'm sorry. :(

The guy of my dreams finally wants to hang out with me and take me out.

All I want is TIME FOR RELAXATION AND SLEEP

A 'friend' of mine is irritating me so much. She smokes when her friends do and drink when they do, she tries so be popular but fails. She wants to be friends with the smart people so she can write off them. When she does something nobody says anything, but when we do the same thing as she did, she says it's annoying and we should stop doing it and if we want to do it, we should go somewhere else..

Man, social media really is draining after some time. I started going on twitter again and it feels like im microwaving my brain. Plus, nothing really ever gets traction or comments and even when people comment on things I dont know how to respond. Feels like if I dont talk about whats trending or make a snarky joke then no one will care about it. I miss being myself without feeling scared about it.

Ooooh okay, hear me out—ice cream melting too fast might be one of the silliest, most first-world problems to ever exist.

Like, imagine holding a literal frozen treat, in the middle of a hot day, and getting mad that it’s doing what it’s physically designed to do under heat. People will be like “ugh, it’s dripping all over my hand!! this is the worst day ever!!” as if their dessert betraying them is a personal attack 😂

You’re outside. It’s sunny. You have ice cream. Life is good. Chill. Or don’t… because, ya know, it’ll melt.

What about you? What’s your favorite silly complaint?

I don’t really talk about this and maybe that’s part of the problem.

I have an eating disorder.

Not the “obvious” kind, not the kind people always notice right away. I’ve gotten really good at hiding it—behind jokes, behind “I’m just not hungry,” behind pretending like everything’s fine. But it’s not and it hasn’t been for a while.
Some days i eat too much and some days i eat nothing. Most days, food feels like a game i’m losing—where every bite comes with guilt, or shame, or this voice in my head that won’t shut up. The worst part? Nobody sees the war going on. They see me smile. They see me “normal” but they don’t see the panic over calories, or the hours spent thinking about food (or avoiding it) or the way mirrors turn into nightmaresss.
I'm tired not just physically, but mentally too. Emotionally. It’s exhausting pretending like I'm okay when I'm not and honestly, i don’t want to pretend anymore.
I'm not sharing this for pity. I'm sharing it because i know I'm not the only one and maybe someone else out there needs to hear it too—to know they’re not alone. Healing isn’t linear. I'm not “fixed.” but I'm trying. and that has to count for something. If you’re struggling too, i see you. I'm with you. and you deserve help, even if your brain tells you otherwise.

its one day at a time. #EatingDisorder #Help #NotAlone

man, why do socks always do this?? like i swear i put two in the wash every single time. two go inand only one comes out. where’s the other one?? did it just dip?? just vanish into some laundry portal like “peace out, i’m done”? now i got this one sad sock sittin in my drawer like it’s waitin for its soulmate to come back from war or somethin. and i keep it!! i keep it like some part of me thinks the other sock’s gonna come back!! spoiler: it’s not.
. im fine. just had to get that out. thanks. 😔🧦

#laundrysucks #socks

I wake up with so much pain in the mornings. I hurt so bad. I don't know what I'm doing to make it that way but i hurt so bad.