hazardouslove

dressing up at work in the hopes another girl would like me knowing full well i cannot tell when someone's flirting with me and i'm socially inept

the beatles speak to me in a very sapphic way i can't explain but i YEAAARNN I YEAAAAAAARNNN to be with another girl listening to them

how to make friends when all you wanna talk about is a british boy band where all the members were probably gay

i wish my body didn't make me nauseous to look at no matter what i wear

nothing brings me joy so time to take money out of my savings and spend it on clothes.

bangs are too short but have to make do

I crave attention why won’t people give me all attention ever

when i'm obsessed how i look and constantly take photos of myself but i hate myself and i know everyone thinks im the ugliest fucking abomination to exist

I want to be comforted and have others around but I hate everyone and wish I was dead

when he talks like hes upset but says its okay please just be honest and say you fucking hate my guts please its far better please im going to cry

the urge to spend all my savings because what's the point even if im going nowhere

I hate everyone but I want friends but I hate this everyone annoys me why can't someone be devoted to talking to me the way I get

Why do people who've done me wrong get to have fulfilling lives with friends yet I have no one around ?