I think I’ve become a fucking hypochondriac

Why couldn’t I have become something cool like idk…MILFy teacher or something?

Oh hello suicidal fantasies it’s been a month! I was worried you up and died or something!

Oh we’re back and more intense than ever before? Splendid-

There isn’t a single fucking point to even putting in an ounce of effort. Everyone lies. Everyone says they’re not like the others that hurt you and then they drop the mask more and more. And then you realize they’re just like your toxic manipulative abusive ass family. Maybe even worse idk

It’s for breaking, is the point of a bed at all

What’s the point of a bed if I’m not able to fall asleep?

For once my insomnia isn’t from anxiety or depression or being sick and I appreciate that really

But does it HAVE to be “I need him to put his hands on my hips and throat and fucking use me” whimpering cause the radiator made a growling sound horny insomnia?!?

Insomnia is a bitch. Not as much or annoying of one as me but still definitely a BITCH

Turns out the real April fools joke on me was thinking I’d be something in life-

Damn my April fools joke is on myself and it’s my brain referring to skateboard trucks as “butch” if they beefy and rough shaped and “femme” trucks are the other shape and idk why my brain has to do this-