it’s sad that the highlight of my week was when I asked my boyfriend if I eat a lot and he said, without flinching:
“No, you eat fuckall.”
I couldn’t visibly show my excitement but it’s all I can think about.
I hope they’re in pain, I want them to feel as broken as I did
everything is so loud
every step
every creak in the floorboard
it’s nauseating
my heart speeds up whenever i think i hear you
my breathing goes uneven
my eyes cloud up with tears
my mind dissociates from reality
i can’t keep this up
but i can’t get out
i’m trapped
trapped in your manipulation and lies
Help me. Help me. Help me. Trauma fills my head. It's all I can see. My mind is suffocating me. I'm drowning and I don't know which way is up..!
♔ sometimes I wish I was raped so my family would take me seriously ♔
I dont normal post my vents here but i just thought this one turned out cool