how can you expect me to live love laugh in these conditions (post election)
if you voted for trump fucking unfollow me, i don’t want anything to do with you ignorant motherfuckers.
how is it fair that he did this to me and he gets to walk away unscathed, but leaving me with lifelong trauma and the most painful fucking disorder that affects every single fucking aspect of my goddamn life.
how is it fair that he can start over and get into a relationship while i can barely even keep one.
how is it fair that he can keep on living his normal everyday life while leaving me with all of this emotional hell-ish turmoil and self hatred and it’s up to ME to try to get better and heal myself.
how is any of this FUCKING FAIR
i never planned on living this long.
why am i so spiteful, even to the people i know i care about
my account is dying and i feel as though you all hate me
“Childhood Trauma” ; Kellin M.
unknown ; found on pinterest
holy fuck i’m going to college this fall.
i’m not lying when i say it feels like just yesterday i was playing four square and wall ball with my friends during elementary school recess. i never thought this day would actually come.
getting older is terrifying.
why am i getting worse
as soon as i think i may be getting better, i feel like it just starts up all over again ; it all comes crashing down to the way it was before
girl i was talking to on twitter hasn’t replied back to me in 35 minutes i’m gonna cry then kill myself wtf what did i do wrong i think she hates me
shoutout to all the people who got their GED but who dreamt about graduating high school with their friends back when they were younger, and then saw all those friends graduate together without you.
shit is lowkey heart wrenching.
credit : bpdrelatable on tiktok
my friends are so lovely and sometimes i wish we could stay together like this forever. the passing of time and aging is a painful thing that can never be truly ignored or forgotten though, no matter how hard you try. and it hurts. it fucking hurts.
I love when creators reply back to my comments on their posts because I feel so seen and heard and where was that during my childhood