actually the reminder that people move on from apparently loving me in like one day hurt so..
i’m going to go continue my just in case i die letter and go to bed.
yeah i’m aware.
people move on fast because they never really love me. it’s not a surprise and i’m not even hurt by it anymore so.
your comments were pointless.
we have no money so no motel.. i have no friends who i can stay with, with my mum and cats.. all my aunts uncles and cousins are nasty homophobic, greedy nasty disgusting ungodly fucking cunt bag pricks i can’t stay in their presence for more than a second. they’d also beat me to death because i’m trans.
and well the only uncles near me are two. one i live with who is a drunk nasty pig who has threatened to hit me and mentally and emotionally abuses me, and the other alcoholic lives with his cunt girlfriend and is a nasty piece of shit human being.
my cousins are pigs and homophobic so..
i can’t go to any of their places. and would prefer dying.
no.. we’ve been going through all our options and there’s basically nothing we can do.
we are already technically homeless, we have to leave here in 2 weeks so..
honestly dying on my own terms is better than dying on life’s bs terms.
idk, most of tonight i’ve sat here thinking; if i kill myself, i’ll get death over with, and won’t have to wait for the cold street to take me
and the fact i’d consider dying to avoid dying is scary.
The reason I am called the Warrior of Ruin is because I am given enough power to destroy a planet. However…when I use that power, I myself will also…
Sailor Moon Letterman Jacket
Up on P-Bandai tonight for pre-order and due out in March. Excuse me while I try and squeeze into one of these. You have no idea how badly I want one. It’s unhealthy.
I could weep
flirting is HARDEr THAN MY diNGLE DANGLE WHEN I’M WITH YOU
how fucking ironic is it that now that i face an almost inescapable death, i want nothing more than to live.
when i die
will everything that made me
fall from my empty husk
and into the ground
will it greedily steal the life
of all the flowers around it
or rise up into the sky
and make the clouds burst
raining down all of the feelings
i tried helplessly to hold in
if i turn into water
will i give life or drown it
will i always be a destructive force
or will i get the chance to do good
by my death