I’m tired of hearing that someone will be so lucky to have me. Don’t lie to me, just stop it. If I’m so good then why do people always leave me ? Why do they always ghost me? I’m worth nothing. I’m an unlovable person and that’s all I’ll ever be.

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I’m tired of hearing that someone will be so lucky to have me. Don’t lie to me, just stop it. If I’m so good then why do people always leave me ? Why do they always ghost me? I’m worth nothing. I’m an unlovable person and that’s all I’ll ever be.
there are too many thoughts and nobody to talk to
One day, the people around me will be bored of my constant feelings of sadness and depression, and they will leave me alone although they promised that they would not.
cause of death: didn't want anyone, like the 911 caller or the paramedics, to be worried about me
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The dialogue in the last panel was redone.
Once you’ve done it, you always notice it on other people
I’m scared you’ll leave if I tell you what goes on inside my head..
Person: what happened to your arm?
Me: what happened to your manners?
I have more scars than friends.
me: *feels isolated and alone*
me: i know just how to fix this
me: *isolates myself even more*
me: perfect