how many times are you going to apologize before you realize your past actions spoke louder than any words that could leave your mouth
It must be easy to hurt someone else when you don’t have scars.
I wish you could be more financially dependent.
I don’t even understand this kind of pain, so how can I talk about it?
How can you possibly know everything is going to be okay? I’m not fucking okay.
Waking up every morning is hard and getting harder, but waking up to you is both terrifying and lovely.
I want to feel beautiful again, body and soul.
The cigarettes don’t help.
I can’t find or feel home.
Stop walking all over me.
I’m so sorry.
I am aching to feel something other than this cavity.
You know you shouldn’t eat that.
The pills might help.
This isn’t fair.
I keep giving everything, but I’m exhausted and still not whole yet.
I want you to see that I treat you better than I even treat myself. I deserve to be spoiled.
Is it over yet?
You’re not even worth messing up my mascara because it’s hard for me to actually try and put myself together most days. You really do tear me apart.
Why the fuck is your phone always so important? Better yet, why is it always kept a secret?
I still haven’t had a job since school and I even had to drop out. I’m a failure.
I wasn’t strong enough to make this decision. I’m not strong enough to handle it.
I could end it all. I want to, but I’ve realized that my decisions do affect other people.
I’m still healing from my ED. I’m not crazy but I could be soon if this too has a cycle.
Who did I make this decision for?Need bigger boobs.
The smoke doesn’t really get me high anymore. It’s just another bullet to the budget.
So I’m not the only girl of your dreams, I hear. I don’t think I’ll ever be the “only girl”.It’s hard to be social. I’m still lonely.
Why aren’t you feeling this? How can you not hurt…even for me?
Just let me fucking cry.