Negative.
I curled up on my bed for an hour.
It felt like three hours.
I have nothing to say but stream of depressing, self-loathing, unconfident, suicidal negativity. I have nothing to live for.
I curled up on my bed for an hour.
It felt like three hours.
I have nothing to say but stream of depressing, self-loathing, unconfident, suicidal negativity. I have nothing to live for.
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All my entries are like that. *hugs* I think you have alot to live for, honestly. I think you’ve just hit a rough patch, this sounds very hypocritical of me but I’m sure things’ll get better soon. I hope they do.
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