they all get angry when i don’t wake up early enough, when i don’t tidy my room, when i get home late.
they get angry at everything.
we live in such an angered world.
uh, maybe it’s because i have no purpose for these things. they’re things that i will soon (hopefully) not even see.
be happy i wake up at all, when i’m dead my room will be bare, and this thing you call home isn’t mine.
sometimes i want death more than i want my girlfriend. although she saves me so i decided to stay around a bit for her. in this angered world.
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At least you have a girlfriend who loves you. I don’t even have that.
honestly, having a girlfriend doesnt do much for me except make me slightly happier for those minutes i see or speak to her about three times a week. theres also a lot of pressure because i want to die so badly that its on my mind far more than she is. but now i feel like i have to stay alive, trapped, broken, in this shit world until she breaks up with me. i love her but i’m still planning and anticipating for the day we break up.
i probably shouldnt be in a relationship, but i cant hurt her. its so confusing.