If You Can’t Handle Me At My Worst That’s Understandable Cause I Can’t Either

How am I supposed to succeed at life when on most days my best is getting out of bed. I have no energy to work towards anything. Showing up is my best sadly. But how do you explain that to people.

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.

“It’s tough to get out of bed; I know that myself. You can lie there for an hour and a half without thinking anything, just worrying about what the day holds and knowing that you won’t be able to deal with it.”

— Ned Vizzini, It’s Kind of a Funny Story (via thebookquotes)

“The world doesn’t seem like such a bad place when I’m with you.”

—

D.S

(via thelovenotebook)

Fuck. Everything hurts and, oh god I wish I was dead.

i dont have the strength to recover. im going through the motions at this point. i gave up long ago, now i breathe because i dont know what else to do.

I don’t want to hurt people with my death

Instead I hurt myself with my existence