I only am shown that I have worth when cis het men get tired of their cis wives or girlfriends, and feel a hankering to fill their tranny fetish. Then I'm tossed to the side like a cum rag. I'm not pretty, or thin, I'm poor, too tall. I cannot live off temporary lust, but love isn't real.

People show you in the little ways how much or how little they care for you, what they think of you, etc. I see that I'm an afterthought or an inconvenience every way I turn. Maybe it's that I don't deserve to be treated better, or maybe it's that people aren't capable of being better

I'm tired of fighting for shreds of happiness, I'm tired of feigning happiness, I'm tired of always having time for people who never have time for me especially when somehow they do for everyone else. I know it's something about me, because it's been a consistent in my life. But I'm done trying.

Life is just me getting perpetually fucked and never in a good way. Love isn't real, and the only reason we're here is to suffer ✌🏻

Art by • Ted Nasmith

Daily reminder that I do not want to be here :) but if god was real I wouldn't be

I'm back. I also cannot stress how much I hate my fucking life, and I'm well beyond tired of it :)

Can I get dehydrated from crying too much

All by myseeeeeeeelf
Don't wanna be
All by myseeeeeeeelf
ANYMOOOOOOOOORE

I'm having a really hard time and the best I can do is scream into the void of the internet.