i wanted crutches. i always have wanted them. to hold me in case i fall again. as much as i don’t want to admit, you have a hold over me. it’s been loosening, but it doesn’t help that everybody else leaves too. i feel zero connection with anyone real anymore. it’s gotten bad, to the point where i don’t trust myself anymore. what good am i for?

Gained a lot of perspective these past few days. More grateful than ever.

I think I’ve paid my dues in terms of karma.


I’m sorry but I’d rather be getting high than watching my family die


I’ve lost pretty much everything and everyone at this point