Like fuck why is acne a thing all I fucking do is wash my face and brush my teeth why am I breaking out why are my teeth so messed up. Why do I have such a bad body I work out every day I'm in 3 sports. Why are my grades so bad all I do is study. Why am I alone, I love unconditionally. I'm so fucking done of not being enough.
I'm so sick of being tired because I can't sleep with out nightmares.
I'm so tired of people coming in and out of my life whenever they fucking feel like it.
Whenever I'm not enough for them any more. Whenever I get too sad. Whenever they get sick of me. I'm sorry. I try so much and I'm never enough. Fuck. This is the most suicidal I've been since I got out of the hospital
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Memories
PoetryThis is probably just gonna be a book full of sad memories to look back on my life. Like a journal that I post for everyone to read.
