I actually am so close to giving up tbh. My irl bsf thinks I don't wanna be her friend anymore, which is 100% not true, but apparently I'm bad at fucking expressing my emotions bc this shit happens almost every week. And if I actually fucking lose this friendship, I'm not kidding, I might actually k!ll myself. If my dumbass ends up ruining this friendship, I'm done. I'm actually done. Without her as a friend, I would practically be alone. I have other friends, but I rarely even talk to them, she's the only one I talk to on a daily basis, and without her I'd just be a dumbass depressed bitch who can't keep a fucking friendship. I'm actually so done with myself. And now that it's getting warmer out, I have to wear T shirts and idk how to cover up my sh scars from my grandparents and friends, so it's just a matter of time till they notice them.

I didn't wanna bother you guys and put this on my main, so I just put it here. Sorry for venting, art soon if I have the motivation.