maybe i don't deserve friends,
maybe i don't deserve love,
maybe i don't deserve anything
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Love Begins

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@somethingthereisnothing
maybe i don't deserve friends,
maybe i don't deserve love,
maybe i don't deserve anything
I just don't feel at home anymore...
Over the last few years, everything I was proud of and sure of, has slowly eroded away until I am just raw and insecure.
i always seem to feel like i’m a burden to everyone. i’m constantly apologising to people for doing nothing because even though they didn’t say it, i still feel like they’re bothered by me. and i think it pushes people away when i do that, because i’m so insecure and because i need constant reassurance that i’m not annoying them. like in my head i know that it’s illogical to think that all my friends don’t like me or that they just tolerate me or they think i’m annoying but are too kind to tell me. but the emotional depressed part of my head, the one that’s much louder than the logical side, is yelling and screaming at me that i’m a burden to these people and that i’m bothering them and they’re just too nice to go away. will i ever stop feeling this? like i’m a burden? or am i going to go my whole life paranoid that my friends don’t like me
We’re all suicidal kids telling other suicidal kids that suicide isn’t the answer
Why am I still alive if I have nothing to live for?
Let's bottle up our feelings and pretend that we're not drowning.
idk man i just don’t wanna fucking do this anymore
I'm doing so bad today my chest hurts from emotional pain I don't want to be me anymore I am so disgusting and I can't get away from myself
i have an ugly body
and face
and personality
I don’t even look in the mirror anymore if I can help it
“I still care. i'm just tired”
Keeping in touch with people is so hard when your brain tells you no one wants to talk with you
I'm not expecting you to stick around forever, but I'd be glad if you did.