i remember this one time i was in kindergarten and there was this girl who sat next to me and we literally hated each other and plotted to kill each other.
so for my extra creditÂ
i was going to write a poem and do some artwork for a layer of hell from dante’s inferno
i picked the second round of the seventh layer, violence against self.
nope nevermind i triggered myself welp i’m a wreck now
My head hurts.
I can’t breathe out my nose.
My throat is sore.
My stomach hurts.
My boobs are sore.
I have cramps.
I’m moody.
I’m crying.
I miss my boyfriend.
I miss my bestfriend.
I miss my brother.
I want summer.
Goddamnit fuck today.

