I didn’t think it were possible to hate myself any more than i already did. I can’t stand the person that i am. The way i look. The way i speak. The way i need you to fix me so bad. I’m pathetic. There’s actually no other word to describe me.
I’m tired of looking out for everyone else but myself. I’m tired of loving, loving and never ever being loved back. All i ever feel is dirty and unloved.