Wait, wait. Honestly? I'm f*cking sick of it. But does that Even matter? Of course not. I'm just never good enough, am I? Am I ever going to be? Faking everyday is tiring. Is not their fault anyways, they are trying, and they ARE enough, they always are. But am I ever going to be? Am I ever going to stop dissapointing people? Am I ever going to be enough for them? Am I ever going to be good enough for myself? I just keep trying and trying and faking and faking that I'm a good kid, that I'm okay, that everything is okay, that world isn't falling apart. But it is not okay, I am not okay, and anything is okay for anyone. Because it's never f*cking enough :) . Should I just throw up to death? Should I just excersice till I don't feel my legs, till I loose myself? Should I just cry it out? Ha, I wish. I wish it was that easy. What do you do when you don't know what to do? When you don't know how to feel or how to react? What do you do when you want to cry but you can't because people are going to ask and even get mad? Am I ever going to be good enough for this precious and disgusting life? Am I even going to find out some time?