I dont understand why I am here if all I can do is suffer and cause damage.
Am I supposed to spend the rest of my life hoping for a new start to every day, whilst fucking up every single day by not being the best person, mother, daughter, girlfriend or friend? Am I supposed to want to hurt myself so bad every single day? Why am I here if I feel like I hate myself so much and want to be put in the fucking ground? If I have the logic that some people are bad and should just die, doesnt that include myself? I am incapable of forgiving myself and the ripples of the things I have done are now tidal waves and I cant fucking breath. I cant wait for the day when I am fucking dead. Anything is better than my reality. Dear god, please fucking kill me.