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I'm Kelsey.
Low-life Vonnegut enthusiast and feminist killjoy.

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Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver


Romanticisation of Mental Illness, Kelsey Weaver

my mom is making me pay rent to her to live at home. i know nobody else who’s parent is asking them to pay rent literally two months after graduating high school. i don’t know why she’s springing this on me right now as i’m already working five nights a week to pay for a car loan so i can buy a vehicle and car insurance while also paying for therapy and prescriptions for my mental wellbeing so maybe soon i can feel safe enough to go to school soon which i will also be paying for…this is so frustrating. i just want to quit trying to do well and give in to this stupid insolent craving to self destruct for revenge. manipulative bratty little crazy shit.

I used to pray like God was listening.
I used to make my parents proud.
I was the glue that kept my friends together,
Now they don’t talk and we don’t go out.

my family thinks i’m lazy and bitchy but in reality i am just so depressed rn that their talking to me sounds like buzzing nonsense and i would rather melt into the couch than force myself to pretend to listen to it

baby: dd d dde..dd-da
dad: daddy? :)
baby: desu
dad: its a fucking weeb