#myself

I hope something lands on me and it crushes all of my bones and takes away my cancerous thoughts and brings me back to my roots where i can grow free of the chains that hold me here

I am leaving subway soon and I often wonder to myself whether or not confessionsofasandwichartist is still going to reblog me when I’m no longer young and a sandwich artist

When I was younger and lived in dallas I remember everyday coming home from school mom would drive past a strip mall but it was a fancy one and there was a big ass flag in the middle of the parking lot and I would always picture myself being stuck up there and watching my mom and everyone I knew drice past down below and no matter how hard I screamed no one stopped and it was a very intense day dream and I always ended up crying and I guess now that I think of it ive always been so fucking afraid of being alone like even when I was younger and I think its a really deep thing inside me that refuses to be alone unless I need to be and I get reallt sad when im alone idk I was driving home and somehow started thinking about this and felt like I needed to write it down

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growing up ugly didn’t even help me build character I just have intense self image issues and crippling anxiety over the way I look 24/7

People always ask me about my tattoo and 99% of the time their response is how were you bullied??? You’re so beautiful! To which I reply I look the way I do for a reason.

So like I keep getting really high and not taking my adderal early enough and going on Facebook and skimming through posts and being really passionate about them and then rereading them later and being like what the fuck and like having to delete them because I’m not actually that stupid and I’m just really disappointed in myself lately lmao

It’s not a positive thing that I’m doing. Looking at everything I hate. There’s a lot I like sure but I always only see the things I don’t like. I sit there and wish things were different and that I was different and that I was happy and the whole time I’m staring right into the eyes of the person who I dislike more than probably anyone else, though I try my hardest to love her. Some days I will have myself convinced that I am this great person and I try my hardest to treat everyone with love and respect and then I wake up one morning and I am the biggest piece of shit I have ever fucking met and I just wish I could step away from myself and give myself some space to be blank and take a break from feeling everything so fucking intensely I might explode.

confession: I want to try a tail plug that look so fcking cute

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