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Can you see the moon tonight? I think it's a harvest moon. I know where you live it's easier to see the stars too. Trace Orion's belt for me, remember the one i traced on your freckles.
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my housemate bought a bag of the same detergent you used to use. now all my clothes smell like yours. i know you've moved on but sometimes i wish you would message me. say you miss me as much as i miss you. i know you don't and i'm not what you wanted. i just want to kiss you again.
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i think ive been more self destructive recently. self harm & alcohol & going on walks in the middle of the night. not telling people where i am. ive completely fucked my sleep schedule. and class starts in 2 weeks. im so fucked
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you lied. you said we didnt need to text you when alters went over and you lied to us, you two faced bitch. we have memories of alters going over and spending time with their loved ones. they remember. and yet you went and said that everyone who did visit... didn't. fuck you. go fuck yourself. and before you ask "wym", S has receipts. fuck with me, Z. and don't even think abt sending J on us, don't think our headmate forgot about what theirs said about their source. the version of it they came from. we're lucky we found the game bc we can't binge for shit, but apparently a game and wiki dives arent enough. says the sys with multiple versions of someone from multiple sources, so wtf does that mean for you, then? goddamn hypocrites, the two of you. fuck you. both of you. go to hell. ps. you don't decide if i should be in a relationship or not, bitch. do not ever say some fuckshit like that to me again. either of you.
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I know you've been stealing money from me, mom.
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You ever feel disgusted at yourself? I do. At the amount of down and dirty thoughts I have for one FUCKING person. LORD HELP ME.
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i've been having vivid bad dreams lately. not really nightmares, but fear and discomfort are the core of them. i wish i had you to wake up to after, you to describe them to, you to comfort me. i'd do the same for you.
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I'm friends with ____ again. You know, the person you'd make fun of to me and I'd go along with it because I was mad at them? He's a better person than you are.
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how are you even supposed to live, moving on, when love of your life never loved you back. the way i have found soulmate, yet my soulmate did not. all these fanfictionesque descriptions were right about how it feels to find one. but in there at least it happens only when it's confirmed to be real and mutual. it's been years. i did move on. but nothing feels as special. no relationship or friendship holds a candle at all.
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You cheated on me. And you’re still talking to the b*tch as if nothing happened. I face more repercussions for not smiling in the middle of a depressive episode than this insult to humanity faced for getting you to do that. And yet we’re supposedly fixing things? How little do I matter? How little value do you have for my feelings?
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Living well is not revenge enough. I wish I was able to send an evil demon that would find you wherever you go and haunt you from the corner of your eyes for the rest of your life. I want to make you think you’re as crazy as you tried to convince me I was.
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To the woman who did voodoo on someone dear to me. I hope you fucking rot and attone for your sins, you preach self-claiming to be a devout "Christian" but alas it was only a cover up for the twisted bitch you are deep down. You're going to Hell. God and Jesus would not appreciate you using their names in vain and causing harm unto others; love thy neighbours. Not dabble in the devil's witchcraft you demented, sick bitch.
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i don't think we're meant for each other anymore i'm sorry it's not (solely) your fault i think we're just going in different directions i did love you but something has changed :(
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It was your birthday. I kept thinking of you the whole day. I wonder if you do the same. I wonder if you even remember when my birthday is.
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How can I love your body and hate mine? We have the same body type, it doesn't make sense.
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Do you think we should talk about it at all? I think you were right to call it platonic yet psychosexual and we really dove headfirst into it lmao. I really enjoyed it though - I just like being close to you. Thank you for being safe and trustworthy.
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I don't believe you can change anymore, mom. I haven't for a while. Not since Easter. You've proven too many times that you're comfortable where you are, you don't see an issue with your actions or how I grew up, hell, you even said you did a good job! Bullshit! If you did, I wouldn't have CPTSD. Go fuck yourself. I can't wait to go no contact with you.
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