What will it take to be loved?

Fuck that, I’m gonna go eat guacamole.

I’m feeling so vulnerable lately.

Today was seriously the worst I’ve had in a long time.

I know this doesn’t matter to anybody, but nothing is scarier than the contemplations of hurting one self because somebody else has made you suffer.

I need to paint, draw, take photos, whatever. Just need to move away from this mess I’ve been living in and GROW.