Ranboo angst oneshots

Relapses suck

Tw // self harm

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I sat there on my floor sobbing on call with tubbo, it was late for him so he was asleep. In my hand was a razor blade, my arms and thighs were dripping blood. I could've done it any other time but it had to be on call with tubbo.. of fucking course.

The days following that call were always the worst. The clothes rubbing on them the wring way, people grabbing my arms too tight, and the guilt. Nothing could top the guilt I felt because of a relapse. I feel like I failed everyone, like I could have done better, maybe if I tried harder, maybe if I reached out for help. I fucking hate relapses.

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