My biggest mistake was thinking that people care for me as much as I care for them.

i care i always care that's my problem.

i feel like i'm both too much and not enough

im sure if i move far away from home to somewhere no one knows me my whole personality will suddenly change and everyone will love me and everything will be better im sure im sure im sure

Accidentally put my whole fucking heart into something that wasnt fucking meant for me again fucking hell

Did I learn to stay quiet because it was safer, or because no one ever listened?

How about, instead of saving others, you save yourself?

there’s something so ugly swarming behind my ribs. i’ve never been pretty enough for anyone

In another universe, we meet, get married, and live happily ever after.

everything is going wrong and i feel like i’m dying.