You know and I know better

I don't know why I came here today.
I felt like I needed to write.
I am not really feeling great today. I need something to keep me distracted and no such thing is coming.

I miss Dave.
Are you purposely distancing yourself from me? Or is it just coincidence? Is it my fault?

I want to do something. I need something. I don't know. I need knew things. I need something. Anything.

I am disgusted by myself. I hate the way I look, the way I feel. Like, literally how I feel. I feel like a bag full of cake dough.


Fuck this shit right off.






























i need to remember my medication.

I need

I need to stop doing what I am doing. This is stupid and I hate it. Fuck I am so shit today.
Fat piece of shit.
No on gives a shit about you or what you have to say. Just shut up.


I hate myself, so much.


Stop crying you piece of shit. You're not fucking worth the tears. No one cares. Get it through your tiny head. No one gives a shit.

Go on, keep taking those pills. I bet they help a lot, don't they. You can't even look after yourself you pathetic shit.

Just fuck off. Fuck off right now.

I hate you.

Seriously. I hope you fuck off to some crack house where you belong.

Back the fuck off my man, k? He's not yours. He is mine. You're too young and too slutty. Just fuck off.