Insanity

Every time I’m mad I wish death to people. I never mean it. I just lose control of my anger a little more every single day.

I’m tired. If that’s how my life is going to look like then I won’t survive long.

But now you’re gone. I’m all alone without you. Everyday I imagine a new story with just me and you. I don’t know why I feel this way.. It’s been almost a year. I just want to see you one last time..

I hate that I’m so disgusting. When I look at her all I am filled with is jealousy. Why couldn’t I look like her? Why do I have to be so ugly? Why life is so unfair?

Looking at her photos all I ever do is cry.

“Omg I look so ugly today” no you don’t. You never did.

I hate that I never had a boyfriend. I hate that I only feel pretty with a bunch of filters on while she can be the most beautiful person without doing anything. I want to finally end it all.

It’s your fault that I’m like this. I never wanted to be the angry daughter. But it’s you who made me like that. It’s draining from me the point of life every single day. I’ll never forgive you.