I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t become someone else. I couldn’t even be a little better. I’ve failed you. Failed. I’m a failure. Failure. Failure.
My ear hurts. My jaw. Hurts. Hurts. You were right.
I just want to be treated like a baby. I wish you’d dominate me like that. When I’m a mess, grab me and put my pacifier in my mouth. Hold me, rock me, stroke my hair or my back. Please. Please. Please. I don’t even care if all it is is holding me, the physical part only matters a little, really--- put on a movie or a game, shush me. Tell me all the nice things about me, call me yours and call me special and unique and pretty and make me feel like I might be worth something.
...God, I’m so selfish. You hurt worse than me every day but I can’t shut up and be happy if I don’t get attention. I fucking hate myself.











