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sad thing I wrote last year and forgot about lol

This probably needs a dozen trigger warnings lol

Not all scars are visible.

This has basically become my life motto recently.

I'm just sick of pretending I'm okay, that my life isn't a complete and total painful fucking mess.
That I don't lie to people 24/7
That I stopped taking my pain out on my body, my skin.

I'm sick of life
I'm sick of pain
I'm sick of missing people who are gone
I'm sick of being hurt by those who are left behind
I'm sick of being fat
I'm sick of being ugly
I'm sick of being useless
I'm sick of being me
I'm sick of life
But I still gotta carry on

I don't wanna hurt anyone else
I don't wanna be hurt anymore
Why is it so difficult?
Why can't I stop?
Why am I like this?
Why couldn't I have died?
Why do people pretend to care?

I don't even know what I'm doing anymore
I guess this is just my mind
My fucked-up thoughts that shouldn't even be there.
But they are.

Wow I was a sad bitch 😜