Its hard knowing that you’re never good enough and it’s harder to know that every body actually think the same.
Sometimes it would be great knowing that people believe in you. Sometimes it would be great to also not feel worthless, it would be good to not feel like a total shit. Sometimes it would be great knowing that things you do aren’t complete shit. Sometimes it would be great to not wake up everyday of your life thinking about ending it all.
Sometime just sometimes i wish wishes came true, so i could wish knowing that it might come true, wish for a better life, a better me.
No wishes does not come true and it’s sad knowing the number of wishes i made on 11:11. Oh stupid me, ignorant me.
Should i? Could i? Would i? Yes, yes i would, yes i could, yes i should but I don’t want to leave, i don’t want to hurt people, ah int’s it funny because the only reason that i want to leave it’s because others are hurting me.
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