random asides

sometimes. just sometimes, i miss the baby days.

/start this person. a year ago i was leaving the belinda mail on your phone. in the dark. and we were both quietly corpsing ourselves to death, hoping noone else…

“don’t waste your time on me, you’re already a voice inside my head”. /end that person.

hello michael. little adopted brother type person. Cath says:fuck youre right.Cath says:im on itCath says:thoCath says:big timeCath says:like a fuckign msisin of noteCath says:sorry i meant missionCath says:lolMichael says:thats cool,…

as per request tag from Sheena.photo to follow shortly.it’s a black lil thing that goes everywhere with me. (sheena, on that note, twin twin). 1 x piece of paper with…

sheenabee.thank you for always being there in the dark place, and in the lightness of the sun. keep your trump card safe. and remember, i beat those demons’ asses in…

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notkay aka taryn i used to go to school with taryn i used to do that after school activity with that if i confessed to doing now people would die…

you fight with me at every turn.convince-attempt towards my change.last night i managed to undo every part of my resolve.and yet, you’re still here. horribly, horribly familiar. terribly, terribly deja…

last night i had(a) zero sleep. as in. did not even enter room of bed to get sleep.(b) a massive, massive, very expensive and long sms fight. with you. hopefully…