I ask myself this question more often then others.
Why am I fucked up like this?
Why did I change from the old me?
Why do I hate myself?
I can’t answer all those questions maybe not even one, but I do know that
I feel this way and I think this is how others view me because this is how I see myself.
The girl who fucks up, the broken one.
I’m not a person I’m an element of the universe.
I just so happened to be picked to live the life I lived cause I know nobody could live it as bad as I do.
I ask myself ‘Why’ because I know that why is the only question i care about.
then I ask myself Why Not?&
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I already traced back my shitty life to a few bad decisions and bad luck situations. If i wanted to ignore the greater scale I could say that these moments ruined my life. Dont know if you feel similarly.