i desire violently and i wait.

. . . was he okay ?

he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real. he’s not real.

too much! too much is wrong with me. that’s the problem isn’t it? too much is wrong with me, and you can’t do anything about that. you can’t change it. you can’t fix me. because i’m not broken, i don’t need to be fixed.

i got cheated out of my childhood.

⠀don't fucking 𝒃ark if you can't 𝒃ite .

sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice. sacrifice.

there is a reason nobody likes you. you were hurt so you hurt back. you want to be loved for who you are. but who you are is so vile.

why should i apologize for being a 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 when no one apologized to me for making 𝐌𝐄 turn into one?

i'm not a violent dog， i don't know why i bite.

no home anymore. nowhere to return. my house is a ruin， a cemetery.

Squishy

rei.⠀ now ill go into hibernation again