I’m not really writing this, because a fetus has no consciousness. I cannot think, dream or have desires. I have no emotions. I cannot communicate because I am not a conscious being. (also how the fuck would a womb have a pen & paper, let alone a post box for me to mail this?)
p.s - “pro lifers” make up stories to add emotions and feelings to fetuses to emotionally manipulate you. Be wary.
I try to be strong through the shit everyone throws at me.
And most of the time, I am strong.
But then a person I trust with my life puts me down.
Thats when all the months of being clean go to waste.
Use both headphones
left: the weeknd
fuck fcku fkcu
i cant stop listenung to this like it is honestly the coolest thing i have ever heard
wow oh how im loving this rn
Reblogging again because this is fuckin amazing
reblog and see what your followers say
I’VE LITERALLY HAVE NEVER DONE ANYTHING TO YOU PEOPLE
I was just reblogging for the above post I didn’t think I’d get any
I won’t get any but I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing
PLEASE, DO IT
last time was fun
about a year ago my grandma accidently ran over my cat who I had for 5 years and at the time I had major depression and my cat was the only one who would seem to care when I was upset and she’d do cute things like whenever I cried she’d lick my nose but when my grandma ran her over I cried for about 4 days and I felt so alone I ignored my grandma for a month and its strange how much that cat meant to me.