Put On Your Mask And Fake It Till You Make It

I miss the days when I didn’t feel as if I needed someone else to fill the void inside me.

I’m tired of people passing me off like I’m nothing more than a waste of time.

I one day hope that I don’t want to die anymore. And most days, I don’t want to. But the longer the nights get, the more stress I have, it makes me just wish I killed myself in the seventh grade like I planned on doing.

I want help so bad but no one gives a fuck

The worst feeling is knowing that you are truly alone in this world.

I am just straight up fuckin sad

It’s 7pm and I’m about to go to bed because everyone has ignored me and I’m sick of being awake.

Might fuck around and kill myself

The only thing I can count on anymore is my depression and my razor

Torn between wanting sex and not being attractive enough for sex

Love never hurt you. Someone who didn’t know how to love hurt you. Don’t blame love for something it never did.

My heart is broken but my mind is strong. I’ll make it through this hellish time without you

I’ll never be worth the struggle

Even if he does keep you a secret from everyone and tells you not to tell anyone about your relationship, he at least tells you that you’re pretty at night. So that makes up for everything, right?

Why can’t I have the same love returned that I give out to everyone else? Why am I so unworthy of love?

I should be angry but I think I’m just use to the abuse at this point.

Weighed myself in at a 130 pounds today. Guess who’s gonna stop eating for the next 3 days