There's a pit in the bottom of my stomach; something feels incredibly wrong. I wonder if perhaps I'm dying and no one noticed because my symptoms are miniscule. I've always assumed I would perish to cancer, and perhaps my extreme amounts of fatigue is caused by that. All I know is that I'm feeling more hateful now than I have in a long time. I'd love to cry, purge, and cut. But I'm in so much physical pain I can't bring myself to do anything. I'm just a useless human being. I don't understand why I continue to live when I have no hope that things will get better.
I love and believe in you.
Stay strong. <3
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RandomA collection of quotes, poetry, and random thoughts and ideas. Read at your own risk. This material might be triggering for some readers.
