I just have to put it out there that I had big expectations for 2014.
It's been almost 8 months and I've been nothing but miserable.
Not a day goes by where I don't cry til I can't stand anymore and not a day goes by where I feel like complete shit.
I don't love people anymore. I can't even bring myself to like people anymore. Maybe it's because I can't even like myself.
I don't know.
It's just that lately I haven't felt good enough for anything or anyone and I honestly can't see what the point in life is.
I just wish things were different but most of all I wish that I was different.
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Roman pour AdolescentsIt's not my fault. I mean, I never asked for any of this. I can't help that it's in my genes. I can't help that I'm fat.
