i don’t rmbr what this was about i just know it hurts

sometimes i hope she will kill me. cuz it would be over

i need a hug so fucking bad.

i would be lying if i said i didn’t starve myself for you to love me.

reds been a good color on me lately

i rlly need someone.. i rlly need someone to love me. to show that they love me. but the universe would never allow that.

why doesn’t anyone love me anymore? i wish someone loved me..

when ur the last sibling to leave the house and your parents give up parenting you… :/

growing up as a brown person in a dominant white community is a different experience itself.

a somewhat made up scenario i made to combat my anger