i have got to go missing

exfoliator but for my brain so I can scrub out the trauma

I’m tired and sleeping doesn’t help

I’m spending the ‘best years of my life’ rotting away in my room alone.

toxic childhood be like

I hate it when my friends get the same diagnosis as me i am horrible but it really hate it and i can’t really explain why it’s just that i feel like that’s my thing and it’s all i am or know what i am and it feels like it’s getting taken away from me and/or it feels like i have nothing left and that they have it way worse so i just need to act like a normal person and have nothing to complain about

The mentally Ill urge to have a “secret vent blog” aka be insane at midnight to strangers on the internet then pack it up when morning comes