I remember when Favoomf first called me Favoomf I was so excited because I didn’t think I could be someone’s Favoomf and that’s Favoomf yk.
Sometimes I wonder if I have an eating disorder. Like I don’t want to get thinner or fatter, I don’t care about how my body looks or anything, but I ration food and use the least foodstamps as I can, and some days the very thought of putting something in my mouth makes me wanna
See the thing is about being constantly tired is even when you aren’t actively feeling suicidal you don’t want to do anything. Because you’re TIRED and you want to REST. But resting doesn’t do anything, and it hasn’t in a long time so you just have to power through.
The first to hold the gun to my head and say pull the trigger. I am scared of death but I also know death would be kinder than life. Living can be good, but for me it’s a prison I cannot escape from. I’m just waiting for the day someone will pull the trigger.
Last year of school you can do this bro. Just make it through the year. This is the LAST year you gotta be in school you can make it. You never have to touch it again afterwards and you can get a job after. Just make it through the school year.
It’s Monday….. fuuuccckkkk….. okay yall if I kms I want yall to sell my body parts to the black market. Profit off my death. Or eat me either works idrc.
I don’t think I ate yesterday aside from like a handful of raw cookie dough. I’m also vaguely nauseous, hella tired cuz I stayed up until 3am, and shit isn’t it Monday. Is it? Wait fuck hold on
I’m so fucking hungry bro. Just let me eat raw meat. I already like the taste of blood. Please.
Sometimes I wonder if I ever actually grew out of being that kid that bites everyone/everything.
Maybe I’m just a fucking freak but I will forever mourn the fact I can’t tear into a freshly caught maybe-still-alive animal/person with nothing but my bare teeth and hands, tasting the raw meat and hot blood in my mouth, without getting sick doing it.


