sorry can’t hang out i have to get my steps in, sorry can’t go on a date i have a meal plan, sorry cant talk im recalculating my calories again to make sure they’re correct or else ill start crying again, sorry cant

is this a safe space

whoever got weed call me i miss u

my ex just made a playlist called out lord and savior and it’s all clairo this performative ass man i can’t

catgirl puppyboy nonbinbunny

“edtwt dni” but you… but you followed me..?

kiwi? tommorow 🤔

might start eating outside and doomscrolling outside and spending all day outside. at least from 3pm until 10pm when my brothers are home from school until they sleep

walls are paper thin i’m in the backyard i hear my mom going “track her where the hell is she” idk maybe use ur eyes? and then she sees me and gets mad im sitting in a chair cuz “what if it’s dirty?” then why’d we buy chairs?? should i stand in the yard and not touch anything

so so gross and rotten i should just stay out here is that what you want you fucking bitch

it’s probably soooo dirty omg it’s probs ly filthy in this chair no one it’s on since we aren’t allowed outside ever omgggg im so gross

can’t even sit in a chair outside without my mom bitching

i should start spending my days outside again

i had to lock myself outside to be safe, blood dripping down my arm hopefully that’s not shown on the fucking security cameras, actually fuck my family and i’m so serious

just slept for 12 hours goodmorning