I'm back I suppose.
But I'm worse than before
ill never know why I disappeared.
The drama, the hurt, the constantly getting blocked on discord, the breakups, the suffering.
All for nothing. I thought discord was an app for connecting, not hurt. Not suffering. Not drama. But for connecting.
Oct 20, 2025
Oct 20, 2025 at 5:11 PM UTC
If i left today.. would you find me?
if i left today... Would you say goodbye and wish me farewell?
if i left today... would you care?
if i left today... would anyone notice?
if i left today... would anyone read the note i leave??
if i left today...who would care?
You wouldnt. Goodbye.
I hope you have a good life without me in the picture.
May 14, 2025
May 14, 2025 at 1:16 AM UTC
Why am i like this..?
my family hates me...
my friends couldnt give a **** about me..
my body aches..
my mind hurts..
my life is hell..
why..??
just.. why..??
my parents hurt me in more ways than one..
the people who do care... they leave...
they always leave me..
Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 5:06 PM UTC
Everytime i look at my scars i think of the suffering.
the pain
the hurt
the feeling of the people who are susposed to love and nuture you rejecting you
the suffering...
oh the suffering..
someone..
anyone..
please..
take it away..
make it stop..
why am i like this...??
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 11:32 PM UTC
There are many sleepless nights for me..
Nights spent pondering what Linux distro to install next..
Nights spent wondering if my parents are gonna find out again.
Nights spent wondering... "Will my boyfriend break up with me"..
But then my alters tell me.. "Go to sleep Elizabeth. Quit worrying."
But I never seem to listen...
And the cycle goes on and on..
Mar 27, 2025
Mar 27, 2025 at 10:41 PM UTC
Some nights i just lay...
on my bed...
and wonder...
"Will i ever get to see you? Ever?"
"Will we get married snd have children and grow old toghter?"
But whenever im thinking of you, the anwsers to these questions are yes.
always.
Happy valentines day Enzo <3
Feb 12, 2025
Feb 12, 2025 at 10:35 AM UTC
I lay awake, thinking of you during these long, lonely late nights.
I wonder if we'll ever truly meet, or if ill only see you in pictures.
I wonder if we'll get married and grow old toghter.
all i can think of, during these long, lonely late nights, is you.
Jan 28, 2025
Jan 28, 2025 at 12:26 AM UTC
I have a bad feeling that I'll never be on here again.
My parents might figure out how im on here.
or not.
maybe ill end up running away.
maybe not.
maybe ill move out at 16.
maybe not.
But somehow, i will evenutally disappear.
I hope someone remembers me..
But if no one does, thats ok too.
Im forgettable....
Jan 21, 2025
Jan 21, 2025 at 6:33 PM UTC
Today is the end.
The end for me.
The last.
the final stand.
the grand finale.
the last lap.
the ending of the girl named Lucy.
The ending of my world.
the last chapter.
the final word.
I suppose you wont cry for me.
I suppose you wont wonder where i end up, heaven or hell.
i suppose you wont be at my funeral, if i have one.
i suppose you wont visit my grave.
But you will remember me.
Won't you?
Jan 20, 2025
Jan 20, 2025 at 5:40 PM UTC
One day, I will finally meet you.
One day, I will be able to speak to you in person
One day, you and i will hold hands
one day, you and i
one day, you and i will be toghter
wether that be in a starbucks, or in paris.
i will be there.
for you.
always.
Jan 18, 2025
Jan 18, 2025 at 1:06 AM UTC