like i legit could end it all and never worry again. just like that.
for some reason my brain can't process that.
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i'm back on tumblr after like 3 years. writing because i have nowhere else to go unless i decide to dance with death.
i've started writing notes to my friends and family. what very few actually care.
i wrote the notes because i didn't want to leave them with nothing, not because i think they care.
the only thing keeping me from going through with my plan is my son. the thought of him asking where his mommy is tears me apart.
unfortunately, that means i'm incredibly tempted by the thought of a razor meeting my skin again. anything to know a real feeling - pain.
i'm only floating at this point. screaming in silence, it seems.
when will i just evaporate.
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Picked up 3oz’s of some fire the other night! Sold like 2oz’s right away though so here are some shots of what I had left!
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