DSD

first step to living a better life is believe you deserve it. you deserve good things. i promise.

I would love to believe this but every time I start believing or thinking that way life tends to make me feel otherwise.

i don't wanna die, i just wanna never have existed in the first place.

No one talks enough about the guilt of being alive

I’m literally everyone’s side friend, I’m just here when no one else is.

There is no place where I belong. I don't fit in anywhere.

reblog if you like cereal or if you’re afraid you’re never going to love again the same way you did with them and it’s haunting you every minute of every day

picking up my phone every 5 minutes like someone wants to talk to me

that empty feeling when i go home and realize there's no one waiting to hear about my day, no one asking how i've been, what happened throughout my day or how tired i am.