It Feels Like No Matter Who I Mirror, No Matter How Hard I Try To Please People, No Matter How Nice I

All I do is rot in bed, have breakdowns, ugly cry, fuck shit up, get drunk and cut myself. what a life (and it's all my fault, isn't it)

Why do people pretend to be your friend? Why talk shit about how I look? Why not just fucking tell me or keep your opinions to yourself? My appearance does not define who I am as a person. It doesn't define my professionalism or anything. Why pretend?

nothing has purpose anymore

I‘m a burden for everyone. I’m even a burden to myself.

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I genuinely think it's too late for things to turn better for me. I feel like a lost cause

Life has lost meaning. Life has lost purpose. I'm so lost and numb without you. I can't do this anymore.

"Maybe i do just ruin people's lives. And it would be better if I didn't exist." -Charlie Spring S1 Ep 8