Great.
Now I feel depressed.
I hate social media.
I hate me.
I want to throw up.
I took something today I probably shouldn't have.
It was too easy.
I couldn't have said no.
There's a part of me that wants to only be skin and bone.
I disgust myself.
Why do I even try anymore.
It's not like anyone cares.
It's not like anyone has tried to care.
Not lately anyway.
Idk.
Maybe it was a bad idea to talk to (blurbed out name).
I want to be able to help people but sometimes it's beyond my control.
I have good friends.
I have amazing friends.
I have friends.
I don't know what's missing in my life.
I have a great life, don't get me wrong.
I have a wonderful mom, loving sisters, accepting friends—but somehow I still feel like something is wrong.
Wrong with me.
I think I regret myself.
My creation, me, is my biggest regret.
It's almost like I wish I didn't exist at all.
Wow. Perfect timing. This song always gets to me. Thank you Brendon.
-The End of All Things
Goodnight lovelies.
Even though I know no one is actually there.
