Can’t Wait To Go Out With My Grandma Tonight Knowing She’s Gonna Fucking Destroy Every Bit Of My

Suddenly feeling kknda spacey and zoned out yippe

Are you parenting me or am I parenting you fucking pick one you piece of shit

“Oh I’m so excited for my friends birthday pool party!”

My arms/shoulders: 😈

When you sit next to a classmate bc there are no other free seats and they scoot away the second they see you

Like damn I’m sorry I’m so fucking revolting that u can’t even be near me for five minutes

Thank you my friend <3

I’m not allowed to go to therapy and i needed a void to scream into so this blog came to be

About me

- he/him

- I’m a minor, nsfw blogs fuck off

- I’m not as emo as i seem (usually)

Asks are open for vents or advice (tho I might not always be able to give it, I’m here if you wanna talk)

Gonna tag triggers as best I can but lmk if I miss one ever pls

genuinely what the fuck is the point

ugh

A relapse doesn’t erase the progress you made by staying clean.

If you’ve been clean for a day, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for a week, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for a month, I’m proud of you.

If you’ve been clean for longer, I’m proud of you.

If you relapsed after being clean for a while, I’m proud of you for staying clean however long you did. A relapse isn’t the end of the world. I’m still proud of you for everything you did to try to stay clean.

If you have tried to stay clean and failed, I’m proud of you for trying. It’s hard, I know. Don’t give up. I’m proud of you.

No matter what, I’m proud of you. I’m proud of you for everything. I’m proud of you for being alive right now. Don’t say you don’t deserve this, because you do. You very much do.

Thank you for existing.

sometimes i wonder why i even bother with writing lol