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i wish it (life) wasnt this lonely

i could tweet all this but i feel exposed even there.. even if its my private space

this is so not the life that i wanted

fuck its kiing me to have mo one to even talk to

nops, cant do this. too much trauma coming back to me, cant use this app no more

i thought it would get better, oh what a lie i told myself. it doesnt get better, it will always keep going down the hill. the very next day is going to be another low for you, so dont be surprised, just keep going down, maybe there will be an end to it, hopefully there will be an end that you'd (talking to myself) reach pretty soon

im not here to cry but i am crying even tho im cried out, there are no tears on my face, but i am crying. always.

there were a lot of things in my life that i wanted to go my way. every single time let me down, now im just a person breathing, so let down by everytjing and everyone in my life that it doesnt even matter to me.

it doesnt even matter now

this app gives me ptsd but meah who cares

oh ive missed tumblr