the biggest lesson im learning is that nothing is as extreme or as permanent as our emotions convince us they are. nothing is certain and things are always fluctuating and there are always exceptions and there are always mistakes. there is always pain and there is always love. everything is a delicate touch away from changing
me: i need to save money me: *gets money* me: *buys drugs*
the mind lies
When your pipe changes colors 🌑❤
Tumblr is the place where I get to cry and be a bitch so with that being said I am in SO MUCH fucking pain I hate my hep c I’m crying everyday it’s killing me and I’m throwing up everyday it’s torture and I’m only 20 years old. I can barely do my shifts at work. I’m so weak I can’t barely eat I can’t keep anything down. I have been throwing up everyday for over a year now and man it’s wearing on me now. I can’t take this I feel another relapse I don’t want to I know it will make it worse but I’m doing all of the right things but still sick everyday. I am skin and bones and it’s effevtnmy me mentally so bad as well. I just feel so empty literally... I know drugs put me here but I still want them. I want to inform people on harm reduction and safe use so someone else won’t go through the pain I’m going through. Maybe if this doesn’t kill me I’ll start a blog about that... any ways bye now. No one is going to read this lol
Why am I always struggling I can’t do anything right. I’m too sick to work and nothing is ever stable in my life. Just a bunch of chaos and hell fires. I’m doing the right thing but it doesn’t matter. I hate not being able to support myself it makes me feel less than I hate asking for help I hate feeling weak. I don’t know what to do. I jump from idea to idea but always find myself struggling to complete on task. What is wrong with me I’m all over the place.