I’m too tired to think anymore. I can’t decide if that’s a good thing or a bad one. I feel like My brain is completely dead but when it’s on it drives me insane. When it’s off I just feel crazy. Idk
I’m always too tired to sleep. So I just don’t and feel mentally sick which makes me physically sick. and that’s my whole life in a paragraph.
If I could talk to you again. I honestly don’t even know what I would say or do. I don’t know if I would just break down in tears and collapse. Or if I would just scream and tell you how you destroyed me and just go insane. Or if I would hold you as tightly as possible and beg you to stay with me forever. Or if I would just walk away and say nothing. It’s all I ever think about and I never ever have an answer
I wake up every morning wishing nothing more than to find someone in my house so I can fucking beat them to death. I’m not sad when I wake up. I wake up filled with so much fucking rage and hate I just want to fight an army. Someone needs to die
do you ever rip off a piece of your lip with your teeth and swallow it and realize you just ate yourself
I feel so lost. I have no one anymore.
I use to think I knew what life was about. Life was about her. Life was about making her happy. Life was about a future that revolved around her. I breathed for her. I woke up every fucking day just for her. Now my life has gone all wrong. I literally can…
I sound so fucking pathetic. I try to distract myself. I work too damn much. But I have to. I do whatever I can to distract myself. My mind is spiraling out of control. I feel like it’s not even mine anymore. Like I’m watching something else go about my life. People keep asking me what’s wrong. I…
I have a million things to talk to you about. A million things we have to talk about. All I want in this world is you. I want to see you and talk. I want the two of us to begin everything from the beginning.