I am in them and that is eternity.
so i will probably fail my final art history exam, i couldnt tell you how disappointing i am
from all the things, from all the subjects i never thought i would lose interest in the history of art
it frightens me that i couldnt care less about it
have i really come to this point where even the things im passionate about loose my interest what have i become this is scary this is so scary im so afraid of loosing it again
but then theres him and he makes everything alright and somehow i can say things like ok whatever its just an exam, i cant believe how someone can reassure me so much. it is so scary how much i love him and how he puts effort into making me feel better this is the happiest ive ever been in my life so far.
not that the sadness has gone away, but its different
is it bad that I care more about animals being killed than people being killed
i never understood
what made your lips on my neck
such an intimate affair
until your teeth grazed my pulse
and i realized
you could tear open my throat
and make me bleed out in your arms
but instead
you chose to kiss
kill yourself WHY DONT YOU KILL YOURSELF WHY DONT YOU PICK UP THAT KNIFE AND CUT YOUR WRITS OPEN AND TAKE 50 PAINKILLERS BECAUSE HONEY ITS NOT GOING TO GET BETTER ITS BAD YOU DID THIS TO YOURSELF KILL YOURSELF WHY DONT YOU KILL YOURSELF NOBODY WANTS YOU HERE KILL YOURSELF YOU UGLY FAT SLUT NOBODY LIKES YOU KILL YOURSELF FUCKING SLUT KILL YOURSELF




