i feel sick to my stomach, im so sick of myself.
Please don’t make me go back, please just go away.
I hate being in this house.
i dont want to define my life by the amount of people i talk to, or the amount of text messages i receive. i dont want my life to be defined by such superficial things.
because in this world you’re the only one that you truly have. So what’s the point if you don’t even like yourself? That’s why I want to like myself more. I want to be a better person, I don’t want to hate the way I look, or the way I act, or the person that I am. So I’m going to change, so that I can be someone that I like.
i don’t need someone who doesn’t need me.
It kills you to know that this world, it owes you nothing.