winged.

woke up feeling sick

apparently-

to him,

its not real

and im faking it

she said she never said that.
i guess my everything didn’t mean anything to you.

thanks.
i guess.

i’m not the one for you.
i’m not the one for anyone.

i’m just here.

slowly having a panic attack.

the day you started to lay hands on your family

when i “hit” him,
you say,
“if you touch him again i’ll ******* hurt you”

when he HITS me,
giving me bruises,
giving me cuts,
making me cry,
you.

you
do
not
do
anything.

"nice hat, HOTDOG."

my mouth tastes sour and disgusting

i haven’t thrown up in a while

freaks by jordan clarke

what is abuse

you said you hate my music

have you even listened to the lyrics?

im trying to tell you how i feel and




you dont want to hear it

blocked blocked and-
blocked.

i just wanna defend my friend.

*****.

4 in the morning. seoul, south korea.

its a bit early for me.

i should get out of bed soon,

but im so tired.

maybe i can walk around to see what cafes are open.

the hands of a violinist,
my hands,
are small
so they are able to
play wonderful tunes.
are gentle,
so the violin
isn't hurt.
are soft,
so they're stroking
the strings.
are powerful,
so they create music
with meanings that
no one else would know.

they differ between violinists,
but they are my hands,
they are my hands.
they help me,
stay safe,
hold things,
draw and paint,

but most importantly,

share a message
using words
and music.

owo

i crave you like how a person craves food. i crave your touch like i am missing a piece of myself without it. i find myself yearning for you, for your touch, your everything. you are a constant thought in my mind and i want nothing more than to be with you. everything about you makes me gravitate towards you and yearn for you. i want to be close to you, so close we could be one. so close that our hearts are intertwined and pump the same blood. i want you. i need you. i need you like how animals need to drink or to eat. i need you like how fish need water. i need you like you are a basic human necessity that everyone needs in order to survive. a part of me needs a part of you to survive. i love you, and i love you more than anything. you make me feel good, feel euphoric, like no one else. my heart beats for you and only you.

"youre swaggy, so lets stay friends."

"okay, i love you so much"


blocked.


******* BLOCKED.

there's not point in saying let's be friends if you're just gonna cut me off.

the silly silly ways i plan on forgetting you and your toxic personality towards me and my friends

are my feelings a joke to you?
do my feelings matter?
they're stupid.
i don't need feelings.
feelings drag people down.
emotions are useless.
emotions take up too much time.

I can't sleep.
I could try to find Lizzie.
But it's late.
I should at least get some sleep.

YouTube has been stressing me out anyway.

See you then.

i sit in the dark
im crying because no one is here
i am alone
am i okay?
am i happy?
am i really normal?
or am i just lying to myself?

bye.

goodbye, grandmother.
i hope you’re happier at home and
not with us
since i know how
****** we are.
i’ll see you in 3-5 months

thank you.

thank you so much.

i agree.

you should block me.

:)

rest in peace pupper,

though i never met you,

you made her so happy and thank you for that.

god i wish i met you but, i love you.

overused, ive been overused

and reused.

to your personal benefit.


you run me dry of my happiness.


you had me to benefit your own well being.


and now im broken, too reused to be used again.


i need someone to fix me,

not so i can be overused again,

not so i can be reused again,


i need someone to fix me,

so i can

be me.

Morning. I'm gonna get ******* wasted today :)

i hate my body.

i hate how weird my nose looks

i hate how my lips look.



my body is too fat, too skinny.

its never enough to satisfy this voice in  my head

never enough to satisfy their expectations

I understand that "work was busy today"
But you were supposed to me home 30 minutes ago.
You didnt even give me a call.

You're late again.

i wish you’d like me
i wish you’d care
i wish you wouldn’t slap me if i annoyed you
i wish you’d be yourself.
i wish you wouldn’t copy him.
but you do.

is it for the popularity
is it so you wanna fit in

do you want to be popular

i’m sure you don’t

why would you copy his hairstyle

like everything he likes

be him

when you could be you?

x

i couldnt even cry if i wanted to

Alcohol poisoning.

I threw up.

I miight as well black out while I'm at it

i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you
i hate you

just-

leave me be?????