I don’t want to live with this stupid FUCKING ILLNESS for the rest of my life. I’m so tired. I don’t want to be like this. I’m in pain.
Sometimes I fell asleep with my pillow being wet from tears. Sometimes I fell asleep with blood in my sheets because I thought that was the way to survive.
R.R.
“I wanted to kill myself and you were yelling about dirty dishes”—
12 word story, d.m (via
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Holy shit. This hit me so hard
(via youknow-me-not-my-story)