Shushu

everything hurts my feelings. like not really but also yeah actually

time to feel sick about every decision i’ve ever made in my entire life

i think there is something fundamentally wrong with me but that's okay

I love listening to people talk I'm bad at responding but please talk to me

If life is this harsh on me maybe death will be more gentle

maybe i was born to understand, not to be understood

people will make you feel unwanted and then are surprised when you become distant

i wish i could just live in my fantasies forever. reality sucks. reality is awful. the truth is awful. i just want to hide forever

too avoidant that i can’t even be vulnerable with my diary

Feeling like you’re too much and not enough at the exact same time, every fucking second.

no matter how many promises I make about improving I'll always just be the same I'll always end up disappointing you please don't even have any hope in me I'll always go back to how I used to be

Scientists should invent an existing that is entirely invisible and private and imperceivable to anyone