In the end
They will all stop talking to you.
They will all start ignoring you.
They will all stop caring about you.
Be prepared.
“it scares me to think about how i’m only alive because i don’t want to hurt the people i love”
— that’s the only reason (via depresseddisneyprincess)
“I really need you to pick me. I really need you to stay. Please just pick me. I don’t have any dignity left at this moment, I’m swallowing all my pride and I’m asking you to pick me. Please just stay.”
— can’t you see how much I love you
I hate myself so fucking much.
Everything and everyone would be so much better off if I wasn't here at all.
I will never have purpose, I will never deserve to live.
I shouldn’t still be here.
I don’t want to be.
I don’t want to be here anymore.
On most days it just hits me why am I even trying to put any effort at doing anything when all it leads to failure in a life I don’t even fucking want.