Unhappy

i think i'm going to die soon. idk why or how. but i feel it.

when i go i'll paint a beautiful sunset, i promise.

i can't get these thoughts and fantasies out of my head. it's all i see. i wanna cut myself so bad

i relapsed last night after being clean since january. i fucking missed it so much

i really thought i was gonna kms. now idk what to do w my life. i feel like i lost all my time to do good in life so now what's the point?

i don't wanna give you a choice about me leaving. but you fight for me. why?

i know i'm a piece of shit and i don't deserve you. but can you still love me

why don't you see imthe problem. why don't you see that you're better off without me.

hopefully you're starting to hate me. why can't you see you're better off without me. it's so obvious. you said it yourself that i weigh you down bc for the past 2 years you been trying to keep me alive and that's all that was. you can't save me. but i can save you from me

remind me again why the fuck you care about me despite everything i've done to hurt you. don't say bc you fucking love me bc that's a bullshit reason.