Sitting in my lounge, alone listening to slow HIM. Crying alone in a room. I'm feeling so alone, so fucking alone. I have nobody to talk too, not even my boyfriend. I feel sick... my mouth hurts, my nose is running. I want to die, please let me die. I can't fucking handle this anymore.
I'm ill. People say the reason I'm in constant pain is my body trying to tell me I'm depressed. I'm not depressed I just hate life and want to be alone or die.
Think about it.. I have nothing going for me, I'm failing everything. I'm not skinny! I'm not pretty! my body is just a fucking mess. My lifes a fucking mess and apprantly to everybody that "cares" for me Im a childish, moody , imature bitch. So there really isn't a point.
god, why I'm a writing this... I'm so "emo" and pathetic...
Fuck sake.... I hate my life... I need help...I need to get over myself, my lifes fine, my only problems are that all my mates are fucked and put all the problems on me, my dads mostly moved out, comes on the weekends sometimes back from london so I have a crying mother. I don't trust my boyfriend, I think hes going to cheat again and that he enjoys fucking me over, but I love him so much that I take arguments and stuff WAY to much to heart and the only thing that use to relax me I've lost that too, as I've got FUCKING writers block!
See nothing wrong, I'm just being a stupid imature mood bitch...