angry and quite offended that you don’t have a crush on me
sometimes i wonder what would have happened if dylan hadn’t gone into acting
and i realise… he’d probably be a famous youtuber and we’d all be even more screwed
"how old are you?"
"how many followers do you have?"
"how tall are you"
when you unintentionally insult someone
My parents believe that I’m the only teenager that: is lazy, stays up late, has a messy room, is constantly emitting high energy gamma rays & levitates in midair while chanting in an unknown language
I play the keyboard in a band called The Internet
One of the medications I’m on called seroquel is my most hated and favourite. Because it is so hard to overdose on and the amount I take typically per night at the moment I take so little that on a bad night I can take triple it and beyond that and just be really fucking sleepy and hungry. Also on bad night after I cry and cut and than I’m just so weak I just want to sleep I can crush the pill snort some swallow the rest or anything one and man it kicks in so fast it’s amazing. It’s a non-addictive medication but on the streets one of my full pills (I get a pack of around 50) can sell between $10-50.
I sound a little crazy to be taking a mood stabiliser/anti-psychotic/ sedative the way I do but it’s not typically I’m resorted to go to such length just to sleep.
A picture a good friend of mine re-posted on Facebook and tagged me, we went to a chocolate shop me and her were pigging out and three other friends were there. The picture and my friends commenting made me start crying and reminded me of how I should be in Sydney in NSW with them and not in bloody Brisbane QLD and that I shouldn’t be sick, that the future of me is so bleak and how much I love and miss them. Crap I’m crying again. I’m going to pass out if I cry much more. I can’t see sorry.
*cringes at 9 year old me*
*cringes at 13 year old me*
*cringes at year ago me*
*cringes at day ago me*
*cringes at future me*