I’ve been hating myself lately…
All of this is irrational but I can’t help but revel in these negative thoughts. I’m not enough. I never was. I just can’t get it right. Nothing is ever right. I’m stuck. I’m lost. I don’t know what I want. I’m fat. I’m ugly. I’m stupid. I’m nothing.
Goddamnit I hate myself.
It’s June 21, 2017 – 3:08 AM. I’m just here…doing nothing but contemplating. I just want the sun to come up. Do you feel that way sometimes? Like you yearn for tomorrow or for a time where you believe you have it all together just the way you like? Maybe I’m impatient, maybe I’m too anxious or maybe I’m just bored?