bro f- off

I wanted to die again today, yet last year I was saying I will always be strong and never have suicidal thoughts but here I am crying on the ground while biting my arm so nobody can hear me. So nobody can here me asked to get hit by a car or get shot in the head by a gun and maybe even drift off peacefully to the taste of pills in my mouth

When you stop a house from buring down and in the process burn your hand and now you can't scroll through wattpad

SMAE

I can't even have a conversation with family members at a party, that's how much social anxiety rules over me.

I ship dead people (LAMS)

I sometimes wish there was a silence feature on headphones so we can block out life.

What if told you my smile was a facade? 

Is living your life nicely just what they call californication? Because I thought my life would be like the ones in the movies, now look at me physically, mentally, socially, sexually abused. Que the fake smiles 

In the end were just toys to society.

Am I willing to live for the happiness of those around me?