my fault.
βDo what you can, but nothing will take your pain away when you realize you're not truly loved by anyone.β
why canβt i stay in bed all day reading books and listening to music while creating fake scenarios in my head like there isnβt a law against it so wtf
I want to punch a wall until my fists bleed and crack. I want to destroy everything and rip myself to fucking shreds.
βMental illness has ruined my fucking life, donβt ever tell me that itβs a choice.β
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Today while walking through campus I felt loneliness cutting through me. As I walked to class I saw many groups of friends hanging out having a good time. Not a single person was alone except for myself. This showed me that somehow Iβve failed at something. I grew up with many of these people. I know many things about them and yet they know nothing about me. Iβm always so friendly to everyone but no one is ever friendly to me. How I wished I wouldnβt have made it this far in life. Itβs always been this way. Give the best of yourself to people, just so they use you and later ignore your existence. ββββββββββββββββββββββββββ