That’s pretty much the story of my  life.
i always wonder, why am i so sad?… everything is (or at least seems) fine.
my body works how it’s supposed to, i’ve got a decent house, a family who i think loves me, things have been going rather okay lately, and i have never been through really painful situations….
but no matter what i feel like like there’s something missing…like i’m the odd one everywhere i go.
i hate myself. i hate the way i look, the way i speak, think, live, act….
the truth is i don’t want to die…. but i don’t wanna live either – i just want […]