I literally feel like I have no one to talk to. Like no friends that I can trust or even care enough to listen to me cry about my meaningless problems. I’m forever keeping them bottles up inside. No one knows how I really feel.
I’m not happy. I don’t think I’ll ever be constantly happy.
At least I know when I mess up, I admit unlike you.
I don’t like going to sleep knowing I fucked up.
i’m friends with everyone until they get better friends and kinda leave me
(via fake-mermaid)
if u cant handle me at my worst then i completely understand bc i cant either
(via mother-rucker)
sorry i cant hang out with u today i have to catch up on my crying
(via fake-mermaid)
