Life Sucks Then You Die☹
Love/hate relationship with my life
Nothing is ever going to get better. People are sick of me being sad all the time, and I don’t want to be here anyway.
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is there any feeling worse that seeing cuts you were proud of the next day and realizing they are not that deep or wide :/
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lovingrevenant-deactivated20230:
all i can do is build my life around you
every single second, thinking about you
every single action, just for you
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I have a distinct memory of laying in my bed as a kid and wishing with all my heart that I would get hurt. That I would get into a bad car crash or I’d disappear. So my parents would cry and realize they didn’t cherish me enough.
I find it sad that younger me thought she had to get hurt to feel loved.
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