hating me.
i hate me. everyone does.
all i do is cause problems. its about time i just kill myself.
all i do is hurt people.
i bitch about this and bitch about this.
i dont even know how long jay is going to put up with my shit. why cant i ever just feel happy.
why cant i just accept who he is and what he does to have fun, and stop getting all angry and annoyed.
i truely hate me.
he jsut left. its 1am. he said he’d be back soon. *crie* he wont be back soon at all. and when he does come back…its not like it will matter…ill be sad-he’ll be stoned….what fucking good does that do me.
i dont fucking matter to anyone.
drugs have always been more important to everyone than i have….im nobody…im nothing.
i never have been and i never will be.
im just on the side for a splash of taste. nothing
Do I ever know what you’re going through…Well, I don’t know the whole story…But when you said, “drugs have always been more important to everyone than i have”I’m not going to go into my life story but let’s just say I know what you’re going through, more than ever. Hang in there.
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You are worth WAY more than what he is giving you, sweetie. WAY more. You deserve better. I know, because I used to be just like you, and was with a fellow just like him. {{{hugs}}} RYN: She just turned five in February. I miss the baby she used to be.
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God, I love your writing. It’s so sincere. -Kirk
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