That feeling of helplessness never really goes away does it, when you realize that the person you’d do anything for, doesn’t give a fuck about you. So you just sit there feeling so small and pathetic, wondering how something like this happens. How one person can mean the world to you and you are nothing for that person.
the worst thing about being mentally ill is like.. nothing is wrong.. my life is pretty okay right now.. everything is fine. and yet.. theres this sinking feeling in my stomach and i cant stop thinking about dying
I’m not sure which hurts more. The one word replies, the one sided conversations, the glaringly obvious lack of interest and effort. Or not hearing from you at all.
idk im just sick of struggling in a life i don’t even want to have
Ever hated yourself so much that the only thing you could is think about is punishing yourself and making yourself suffer? Doing every self destructive thing you can think of. Wanting to harm yourself because there’s so much hate. And you don’t know how to deal with it without taking it out on yourself
I miss you so much...
I wish you were here...
I don’t know what to do anymore. I guess I’ll cry till I have no tears left. I’ll hurt till I get used to the pain. And then someday, hopefully the pain will numb and I’ll be able to breathe without my chest hurting.
“Maybe if I was good enough you would have stayed.”
-12:34 AM
I’m tired of feeling like I committed some sort of crime by falling for you. I’m tired of justifying my feelings. It just happened. And trust me, there’s nothing I want more than to not be in this situation because I know you’ll never feel the same way. I know how unwelcome I am your life. I’m aware that you don’t want me. But maybe I don’t owe an explanation to you or to myself. I feel the way I feel, I love you. I just fucking do.
I still love you. After everything I still love you. I wish this was not true.