This feeling is getting stronger and stronger as the days go by. I think about dying, and in some sick sense, I find relief. I feel like it’s the only way I’ll ever be at peace with myself. Sad, huh? I just don’t care anymore. Getting up in the morning to go to school is the hardest thing, then on top of that I have to put on an act so that people will stop questioning me. It’s been like this for a few months now, and I just want it all to end.. I’m so lost.
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brokenwingsx3
This is all going to sound stupid, but I need to vent or something.. Me and my boyfriend have been broken up for almost 2 months now. We dated for 8 months before he ended things. I didn’t see it coming. But anyways, I just don’t want to feel like this anymore. He was the very first person in my life to push me into believening myself, or believing that I was actually worth something. When I was with him, I felt beautiful, I didn’t have to impress him, he didn’t care if I wore makeup, or sexy clothes. I felt smart when I was […]