I always feel so ugly. I wish I could feel beautiful. I wish he’d love me, that I was good enough for him. I’m sorry I fucked it up. I’m sorry I’m too fucked up for you. It takes so much effort to even breathe, to take a breath. My chest feels so heavy, the hole in my stomach taunts me, and my wrists scream for the blade. I can’t eat without feeling guilt, crying on the floor in the bathroom because I can’t purge anything up, ever. I absolutely loathe myself, nobody would miss me if I was gone. I don’t have any friends, everyone either replaced me or decided they didn’t want to deal with me. I’m a disgusting person, both inside and out. I use people, do things just to feel wanted, but often feel more used. I don’t have a place in this world, and I don’t believe I’m ever going to find mine.
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