God FUCKING DAMNIT.  Why do i have to be SUCH a girl.
This is why I HATE girls. Their passive-aggressive attention-hungry behavior where they pretend like nothing/everything is wrong, depending on which signs you’re looking for, hole up in a room and type frantically on the keyboard but refuse to talk to you about what’s wrong with them, simply let you know something is, because they want to be in your mind and instill a sense of helplessness simultaneously, that’s a GIRL. manipulative. self-serving. and so fucking…fake.

I hate that. i dont want it to be me. But yet. Here i am. Typing frantically and refusing to talk. My throat is killing me and my hands are so cold…I’m very, very fucked up right now.

I hate when I get into these self-destructive moods, when I just wanna swallow an entire 100 pill bottle of paracetamols (is there a bottle of paracetamols? whatever), take a swig of rum, reach out for a joint on the counter, and just fall over dead halfway there.

I want to cry in a bottle of beer. Silly me.

Whichever you prefer, slap on.

I want to be in a spaceship. In a box that is on a space ship. Going to Planet Moron. Population…= 1.

Im so bored. I  wish i wasnt bored right now. This is just bad.