Okay I am done.
I could have lived my life better. Idk. I ruined my life. I’m trying so hard to pretend I’m okay. But I’m really not. Not even close. It seems like I just keep feeling bad for myself and then hurting other people.
I had the potential to go far in life. I feel like that’s gone. I feel like I belong in a hole in the ground.
I know I could have done better.
I know I’m a disappointment to everyone who used to care.
I have no idea what to do from here.
|—||Uma Thurman (via psychedelic-tea)|
It’s just one more person who realizes I’m too fucked up to deal with. I mean whatever though. I just need to learn how to be content on my own I guess.
I have my parents. That’s about it. But I’m not going to put my issues on them. They do enough for me by just letting me live here.
I’m not. I’m stuck. I can’t get these fucked up thoughts out if my head. No matter how much I want to do right, something always goes wrong. I feel broken. It’s hard enough just getting out of bed in the morning.