how much more do you think i can really take? do you want to try? do you want to see?

i dont know my limits. lets push me to them

ill die with only regrets. i was never pure of heart, i always want to go back, purge it ( Read more... )

i will die your daughter before i ever live your son

it feels a little bit too real, not getting your notifications. you not replying to my messages. i only hope one day they'll go through and you'll reply.

facebook keeps glitching. telling me i have a new message from you.

hah. a little bit cruel, isnt it?

what you left behind is your art. your legacy in everyone's mind is your brush strokes on canvas. a scattered studio. everything you made will be worn for your memory ( Read more... )

im a prisoner of my own making. Stockholm. i keep myself here because it's easy.

there's nothing left. im not happy. why should it matter?

because im convinced it will all be okay, when ive been proven wrong time and time again.

everything is disappointing these days. nothing has been perfect, not one thing.

i love instagram reels

my conclusion is that i hate everything and everything hates me. im a miserable bitch waiting to die. whatever. i hope grief is a weight loss plan.

i want to die in my sleep. found unresponsive. i dont care about my family anymore. i am sorry, but i dont care. its pathetic, a loss, disappointing that i am here. that there's someone i care about ( Read more... )

this has to be one big joke. my entire life. all this pain. everything is a reminder that i dont like being here. that im sticking it out for no point ( Read more... )