Dunkin donuts wifi bitches!
Just wanted to let you guys know I’m doing okay. I got bumped up the priority list for group housing so I’m one step closer to finding a home ~
This is a pretty important post so please read.
Most of you know the situation I’m going through, I’ve discussed with my case manager, and my only option would be to get myself into the ER tomorrow and get myself evaluated to go into a group home or a crisis stabilization unit, and this would make sense, since I am having very serious and somber thoughts. This is the only option of getting out of my current living situation. I don’t feel safe there. Sometimes these places restrict outside contact for a few days to put the patient at ease, so I just wanted to put this up so none of you freak out if you don’t hear from me for a few days.
I’m kind of a pussy cutter…..I don’t use anything super sharp like a razor….normally just a seam ripper or some scissors and I dig into my skin until I leave red marks on my legs. I’m used to wearing t-shirts so my legs have become my spot now….It just releases so much….I’m too chicken to commit suicide but some days I wish I had the balls to.
I am more than tempted to self harm like fucking crazy right now. Only thing thats keeping me is that there’s a kid in the house. Mom kicked me out again and she’s out to get me arrested for physical assault. I had to nudge her away from snatching my cell and laptop and I had to grab my purse from her when she tried to grab my house key. She’s looking to change the lock tomorrow so I’m never allowed back, then she threw my wallet at my head and told me I’m full of shit and that I need to fuck off.
I feel completely out of body and it feels like a perfectly justifiable reason to dig my seam ripper into my skin.
apply bun directly to the forehead
As an animal science major I can 100% certify that this is the correct usage of a bun.
So I was at a thrift store and I see this little cat lamp.
I was like “Aye yo, no homo, but ya’ll are fuckin’ adorable.”
So I bought the lil’ guy and took him home to plug him in.
Then I was like “No.”
NOTHING IS MORE PUNK THEN LETTING SMALL CHILDREN THINK UR COOL AND TOUCH YOUR HAIR SPIKES