vent.

i'm so sick of everything. everyone. i can't keep going and i hate having to admit. i feel so fucking suicidal but i don't want to tell anyone incase they worry about me.
i don't want to lose anyone because of my fucking issues.

i can't even tell my parents because they'll think i'm an attention seeker—and i can confirm. they'll either make it about themselves or tell me to suck it up. i fucking hate my life.

i just want someone to be there for me.

i want someone to love me. i'm so desperate.
i know i have many people who "do" but i just want to be happy. i know they'll all leave me one day. they will. i can't deny it. i tell myself to enjoy the time i have with them and cherish it, and to suck it up when they get bored of me and leave, but it's so hard. i can't stick to the mottos i have.

not to mention i'm a pathetic crybaby, why would anyone like me? the moment someone snaps at me, or tells me i'm annoying—the tears form. i cry all the time, it's so pathetic. it's not even like a little cry per week. it's every single fucking day. i'm so sick of it and i wish i had a different personality. one people would actually like.

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