Writing is fine. It's literally the most embarrassing thing on earth to emotionally put yourself on full display for rejection or validation, but it's good. I enjoy it. I find it therapeutic to horrify myself.
And when I cried all my tears deposited on the left side
Every time I talk to someone these days, it feels like I'm talking to them for the last time.
Will it even matter to this world if I just disappear
Drowning again but nothing's new. Festive seasons eh? Wish I could skip skip skip everything that's beautiful.
Saddest Christmas ever for a third Christmas in a row
Merry christmas to the void ig
It says anybody can interact. The irony
Just one christmas maybe where I'm not letting go of someone?
my heart is breaking i hope i will have a decent 2025 if i make it till then
