I literally have no fucking clue who I am, sometimes I think I’m a super nice person who has been unfairly treated in life and that everyone should love me but other times I’m convinced I’m the most horrible person in the world who can’t possibly have any real friends and that I deserve all the suffering I’ve gone through as punishment for who I am.
"Nobody want you in their lives."
-voices in my head
You don’t understand, I don’t want any of it anymore. I don’t want happiness or love or success or anything. I need to stop living because that’s the only thing that can make my pain go away. So no, you telling me to wait for good things doesn’t work. Don’t you get it, no matter what happens, it’s always going to hurt.
“Have you ever tried to have a good time or just tried to distract yourself but then suddenly you feel the sadness in your chest coming back and every second it gets heavier and even if you try to hold it back but you never win. So you‘re just there feeling how you slowly get empty again. This makes me want to appreciate those little moment of happiness no matter how long they last because sadness is always ready to take it away.”
— The Poetic Boy
“It’s not that I’m unloveable, it’s just that there are better people to love than me.”
— 12:30am // Krystal