It’s okay I understand. I would of given up on me too.
Welcome to my madness. I'm a lover. I'm a fighter. Color guard. Drum corps. Boyfriend. Writing. Singing. **Trigger warning. (Suicidal ideations and self harm)** Being me. Don't like it? Feel free to leave. Need someone to talk to? The ask box is always open.
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Stressed out to the max. I can’t deal with this. Need my stress reliever…I need to be numb and forget everything right now.
I pretend to be strong