My one and supreme fear is not death, not being without someone, not being hurt, not being heartbroken.

I fear myself, my brain is always what’s stopping, hurting, damaging and slowly killing me. I just want to be braindead, i just want to be dead*.

Oh so you’ve put on a few pounds, this upsets you?.. I still think you are gorgeous and what’s inside of you is even more beautiful. I trust you like I trust no other. I can really relax around you, I miss you.

Over a month since my last mental colapse almost, feels awesome.. no it doesn’t, i’m still on the edge.

I was feeling down, just thinking. I was letting the old me get a hold off who i am now. I was feeling lonely, depressed and hurt. But then i talked to you, dont know what it is, but you helped me. Thank you<3

Je ne suis pas qui tu penses