when i was new to the UK, somebody in school asked me if i had rubber and i gave them a condom because i didnt know they meant eraser
10 word story (via eteriese)
I crave intimacy but I get confused and uncomfortable when I’m shown even the slightest bit of attention or affection.
i od’d yesterday and i went to the hospital
and everyone keeps telling me i don’t understand the severity of it because i could of died
and i understand i could of died, but to me it isn’t that big of a deal
i don’t understand why i’m not afraid of death