I don't understand. I literally don't understand. I keep my mouth shut and still manage to spread rumours or hurt someone? I never spoken a word yet fucking rumours have started. Not Once.
Now I apparently have been dragging down a friend with my depression, which I rarely talk about. I'm losing her because she can't handle me.
She said ten minutes before she wouldn't give up on me, then turned around and said she is slowly giving up on me.
I'm fucking sorry, okay?
I'm so tired of hurting people. I'm so tired of hurting because I never seem to be okay. My ferret had to be put down and I'm depressed, so I'm fucking sorry that I watched a creature I raised since four months be told his intestines are clogged and he has cancer, and literally died in ny fucking arms. I'm sorry, okay?
I'm fucking sorry.
Just please, don't leave..
YOU ARE READING
Giving up.
RandomRanting book about my love life and other shit. I'm gonna post in it whenever I feel like writing whatever is on my chest since life sucks and I've lost my ability to care.
