tasty dinner and panic reflection // you can clearly see, how cute I can be…
it’s time, when I hate myself too much, that I stopped care about how I look, what I feel and what will happen
I binge and purge whole night because I have **nothing better** to do…
…and I laugh so hard.
I’m so tired of this “mental-fucked up-crushed” life…
In work they said, “We don’t need you here today. Go home.” Fuck off, plague on them, because it means minus money for me and I need it so bad…
So, I came back home, there was my grandma with angry mood so we had quarrel about shits and I started fucking cry…
I did self-harm and I cut vein on two places, so, my carpet is full of blood and I cannot fucking clean it… (Does somebody know how to get away blood from carpet?)
And in addition to this whole beauty, called my mother(fucker) that she’ll comes today and wants to stay for two days…
…this is so, so… ahh, just fuck and kill!!!
Yes it’s hard, but you’re right, I should! :) Thank you so much sweetheart.