Twice was enough for me in my life. Today, things are much different because I did it God's way, not my own. Thankful I pray for those whose hearts are longing for His comfort, and His love that will never leave you!

Because you make me feel like a piece of shit. As if I don't get that from him enough, you get to jump in on it too? Thanks for verifying that my existence is so terrifying and that I should just curl up and die.

THIS is what I meant when I posted the art piece with the woman with knives in her back, and her facing both ways. She does it to herself.

/// I wrote this I took out a pen and wrote it on the floor of a public bathroom and I was crying the entire time thats why its so shaky

Sick of me. Sick of me. Sick of me. Everyone gets sick of me (eventually)