I am either not enough or to much and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be. I hate being me, but I also know I like the person iam because iam good. Alot of other people don’t see that… They don’t understand. I don’t want to fight myself anymore. I want to be out in the ocean, stranded, contemplating my life because these days it just seems like to much. I feel like iam drowning but my lungs just won’t collapse under the weight of the water. I’m left stuck gasping for air, and my head is already above water. I don’t […]
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beaxer
I want to peel the skin from my bones,
I don’t want to be here anymore.
I simply, want to kill myself.
Nothing makes me happy anymore, pills arnt working and theyre just making it worse. I feel so alone. How is it my own mind can turn against me and attack me on a daily basis, how is it to have a mind that has given up on you. Iam a shell, I have taken personalities of humbling individuals and pushed them down inside of myself to be what I think people want me to be. I don’t see a point in existing. People […]