Nice Weather Now Means Once In A While Room Wasp

found out bf now has a tumblr through my other blog (he followed it)

better hope he never stumbles onto this side and find this account

you don't care you don't care you don't care about me. I told you. I told you and you only acknowledge it with a "oh" before changing topics. what's new. nothing's fucking new cause you don't care about me. you'll respond with the same thing if I told you I'll be bleeding out on the bathroom floor tonight.

My ideal body is covered in scars but apparently that’s not an acceptable body goal

i can't get you to understand a single bit. so why bother trying, why dont I just leave again, and not temporarily this time.

it feels so weird and wrong starting over. i don't like this.

One day everyone will think I’m just offline for awhile but I’ll be gone

“I hate

When you say that you're in love

My chest, it burns

When you then say you've had enough

Like make your mind up before I fuck my life up

Baby, I'm so stressed out”

the fact that I sit in the auditorium, in the dark, until the bus. it's a perfect place to cut (because I hate and refuse to go into the bathrooms here)

i just gotta hope the cameras (if there's any in here) don't have night vision.

but I think I may start bringing my blades officially now.