Would You Love Me If I Was Normal? If I Was Pretty? If I Was Skinnier? If I Was Kind? If I Was... Better.

Why do I have to be myself???

Every fking day is the same shit. Over and over again.

When eating does anyone else feel like throwing up as soon as the food touches your tongue? Especially when it comes to meat?

Why do people pretend to be your friend? Why talk shit about how I look? Why not just fucking tell me or keep your opinions to yourself? My appearance does not define who I am as a person. It doesn't define my professionalism or anything. Why pretend?

I wish I had the courage to end it all.

god knew I would be too powerful if I was mentally stable

"Sleep isn't really sleep anymore, it's just an escape from reality "

I can’t help but feel like everyone sees that I’m damaged goods and that’s why they never want me.

Everything would be better off if I wasn't alive. I'm sorry all I do is cause others pain. I should just not say anything anymore.