Source: chemic
Couldn't post this anywhere else but this edgy fucking site
I'm bad again. It's been so long since I've felt this useless. I wish I could've been happy longer, but I guess all good things have to come to an end.
That mood when you find a cursed object in a Goodwill, me rn.
one time i had someone tell me my personality was built entirely on my trauma, like??? yeah??? fucking duh???
it’s almost like something horrible i went through had a permanent effect on my life and views on things in life and it fucked with my mind to the point of becoming a completely different person, wow
