Today marks the start of a new bad spell. I want nothing more than to crawl out of my skin into something else that is less substantial.
I also have almost no desire for human contact, which is obviously an impossible ideal.
Lie lie lie everyone leave me the fuck alone

Currently Reading: The F Word (Feminism in Jeopardy) and loving e'eryy minuuuuute of it

Okayokayokayokayokay, whoahaohaohaohao

Fucking FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK

And it happens so often I can smell the blood in my hair

I think you think I'm a better person than I actually am

I want to crawl into bed with someone and experience that warmth again. It makes me sad to think that.