my ex was right, I am useless and nobody cares, not even my friend. I’m sure my friend is getting tired of me and is sick of me, and I can’t blame her, she has much better friends, she’ll be ok. I’m sorry that I waste her time (not her words).
Only reason someone would care is out of pity or they want to make themselves look better, like himself.
I just want him to stab me to death and all will be over.
I don’t want anything.
And it will make me happy that failures like me are dead. I know he’d want that, I know I want it, works out well.
I WANT IT.
Death is better than this awfulllllllllllllll LIFE.
I wish I was deeeeeeead.
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Perhaps your ex’s opinion isn’t a good thing to base your life around? Sounds like he’s a bit of a tool. Just a thought.