i always wonder what people’s reactions are when their phone lights up and says that i texted them
I hate that I can never seem to think before I speak so I always end up saying the wrong thing and people hate me for it and I just don’t know what to do.
I know for a fact that my friends hate me, because I hate myself. I don’t even know how they can deal with having me around, because if I was them I wouldn’t want me to be with them either. I’m a piece of shit who isn’t worthy to have any friends. They’re just dealing with me until they can finally free themselves of me. I hope that day comes soon for them.
I love you but you hurt me so fckn much. Idk what to do. You were the only “thing” that hold me here. It hurts to much. It’s like I mean nothing to you. I’m not good enough. - not pretty I’m ugly and useless. There is no hope.. no hope that you love me anymore. -bye.




