the future is so scary. living is so scary. my own body is so scary. people are so scary. the news are so scary. hoping for something better knowing it’s not coming is so scary. I wish I was lovable and someone hugged me.
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maybe life simply wasn’t meant for me. but then I wish I died as an infant. it would’ve been so much less cruel.
everyone wants to hurt me. and I get that I’m disgusting and it’s normal for people to lash out at disgusting things, to try and make them go away. but I never wanted this. I never even wanted to live.
I wish I wasn’t so alone. I can’t blame anyone for hating me, it’s a normal impulse to hate disgusting things. it’s not anyone’s fault. but it still hurts.

