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.



And what if I don’t make it to see my 22nd birthday? What if? Life comes and goes. Let me live a glorious life, because death? – It’s forever.