I HAVE NO SOURCE OF COMFORT ALL I DO IS CRY AND COMPLAIN TO MYSELF ALL DAYBRO KILL ME I HAVE NOTHING I CANT STOP CRYING BECAUEE WE HAVE NOTHING ๐๐๐๐
I WQNT YOU SO FUCKING BAD I WANT TO STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU YOU NEVRR LEAVE MY MIND ITS THR EOWRST FUCKING TORTURE TO ENDURE WHEN YOU FUCKING HATE ME ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐
What do you do bro Iโm so sick I jsut. I hate my life so muchb Iโm crying so fucking hasrd just want you to stop being thousands of miels away so uou cojld hate me to my face
Theres always something wrong with me Theres so many fuckkng things wrong with me Anyone could find any one reason to leave me and go with it so easily and have it be valid I hate myself I just want to be loved by the people I love Hwy canโt I have that Im afraid and gross
I donโt know how to fix a fucking thing and Iโll never be good enough or anything Iโm so fucking sick Ikโm so sick of this world Iโm so sick of feeling hated when all I do is just exist and feel and think Iโm fucking sorry ok mannIm sorry Im sorry Im fucking sorry I donโt knwo wh
I dont know what to do I dont even believe in God but why did He do this to me๐๐๐I feel so fucking unlovable Iโm genuinely unlovable No one has ever been happy spending moments of their life with me It makes me so sick Why canโt anyone enjoy me Whta am I doing wrong WHATAM M I
Why does everyone who claims to love me make me feel like complete and utter worthless shit on this earth while doing everything and talking to everyone to forget me during the day like bruh is it on purpose
Yesterday I drove by your house I pictured the inside furnished with all the things weโve collected over the years. I imagine weโre old and withered and beautiful together. In the time I spent thinking of the whatifs I couldโve grown you a garden with everything youve ever wanted
ONE STEPFORWARD TWO STEPS BACK
FALLING OVER MYSELF
WHY DO YOU WALK ALONE AT NIGHT?
YOU KNOW THEY LONG TO HAVE YOU CLOSE.
THE WAY THAT I DIIIIDDD.
THE WAY I HAVE FOR THE ENTIRETY OF MY LIFETIME.
I THINK IโLL WAIT HERE FOREVER.
LOCKED AND LOADED, HEART IN HAND
THE WINDOWS DOWN AND A COLD NOVEMBER BREEZE TAKES YOUR PLACE. 60 FEET TILL THE MOST CERTAIN YOUVE EVER BEEN. THE WIND NEVER FELT SOGOOD. THE WIND NEVER FELT SO GOOOD THFBEWIND NEVER FELT SO GIOD THE WIND
WILL YOU BE HERE FOR ME WHEN I WAKE? DREAMING I FIND MYSELF SAFE IN YOUR ARMS. IM REMINDED OF THE PLACE I ONCE CALLED HOME. BREATHS FALLING SHORT, HANDS LONGING CLOSE. IโM HOME AGAIN.IโM HOME AGAIN