whenever anyone gives me flowers I lie that I like them but when they are out of sight I dispose of them. I hate flowers.
D@nm, I feel this heaviness. I’m craving affection, deep talks, and being able to hold someone when I want to cry. I called out from work. Something needs to shift. Something needs to change.. What was the point of bettering my life? I am still sad, lonely, and just mentally exhausted. <3
there shall be no knifing anybody!!!
everyone knows whos in charge.
thor ragnorak
