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i seriously need to cut my nails. 
i’m bloated from eating the chocolate chip cookies i made. so good. i usually don’t eat what i make, but oh god…  

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spending wayyy too much time in the kitchen 

peanut butter cookies i just made! they smell so good. 
trying to make my family love me.  

i made my brother breakfast. grilled cheese, bacon and turkey. 
i’m an awesome sister.  

the chocolate chip cookies i just made. 
more baking, trying to make my family love me 

you drag me down. i’d get up, but i don’t know how. 

……i should’nt be allowed to have a cell phone. i can’t take getting texts from my ex.
since he left me he just makes me worse.
i was a lot better then i am when he was talking to me.
but i’m too ‘sad’ for him.
it’s not like i ask much. ‘hey, just talk to me sometimes, and maybe see me once in a blue moon’.
it’s SO fucking funny that the person you want and need the most just tells you to fuck off when you ask for help.
thanks for watching me destroy myself! it’s like i’m being pushed into dying, even if its not on purpose. 
the more i cry and ask for help to get out of this, the more i go ignored.  

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