Fuck! I don't know what to do anymore. When things seem to get better something always has to fuck it up UGH!!
I'm so tired. I want to do this anymore. I want to be done with of all this.
I truly try so hard to stay sane; to not do anything drastic, but it gets harder each time.
I'm slowly losing care for the things that kept me alive.
It's really affecting the relationships I've made. I don't want this to happen, but I can't help it. These thoughts are just tainting everything beautiful I've achieved.
I'm starting to ruin my friend's relationships with others. I didn't mean to. I really wasn't thinking. I get sick to my stomach thinking about what I've done. Especially the multiple assumptions I've made.
Update: FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK NO NO NO
WHAT HAVE I DONE
I TRULY DID RUIN HIS FUCKING LIFE
WHY DID I SAY ANYTHING
WHY DIDN'T I LET THINGS BE
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My Diary
RandomLike it says in the title, it's a diary. But people can read it. I thought this would be a funny idea and make my future self question my stupid entries. Despite being a diary, I won't be updating daily. ⚠️This is mostly venting, so there will be...
