I’m deleting tumblr from my phone because I always end up going here when I’m depressed and this site makes me feel worse.
thinking about disability and mental illness in the pokemon world is pretty wild
a slowking who is always calm and ready to help when their trainer is having an anxiety attack or a breakdown
a blissey who lays its happiness eggs to…
I like to surround myself with people with skills that could be useful. That’s something I always keep in mind with friends or boyfriends.
maybe the little bruises and cuts that show up on your body seemingly out of nowhere are actually little injuries that happened to your soulmate and you get the same marks on your skin as them
write a book
Goodbye guys, I’m probably headed back to the hospital. I can’t stop thinking about suicide I almost did it. I had a sucide note typed out and ready to send. I opened a bottle of bleach and brought it to my mouth. I don’t know why it’s so hard to do the thing I want to do so badly. But I guess its good that I can’t do it. I dont know, either way I still feel weak. I’m so weak that I want to end it all but to weak to actually do it.
I’m tired of being confused. I’m tired of being scared. I’m tired of feeling guilty. I’m tired of being hurt. I’m tired of hurting myself. I’m tired of lying. I’m tired of starving. I’m tired of these suicidal thoughts. I’m tired of failing. And I’m tired of being punished. I’m so tired so why can’t I go to sleep?