This time last year you were on a plane coming home from Florida. You left your family at the beach to come home and go to my dance recital. You got me roses except you left them in your car. You told me to meet you at your car when I was done backstage. You gave me the flowers and explained that…
Doing better
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yeah i know this is kind of pitiful. but i wanna see who gives a shit
Yeah you were right when you said I was unloved and no one wanted me. You were right when you said it was my fault. You were right all the times you told me that I was going to an alcoholic whore whenever i said. Your brainwashing worked. Your words cut my heart. Im hurting. Why do people have to be mean? I know I’m not perfect. I know that i screw up all the time. that i crave attention. i know that im a fucking whore who just wants to drink and smoke because i hate myself. Yall think im happy? yeah sometimes i am but i am secretely always upset. i deserve all this fucking shit. why am i such an unstable fuck? im going to be perfectkly fine in the morning. fuck. Yeah so im christophe. I feel hopeless. worthless. dirty. impure. disgusting. evil. a fuck up. piece of shit. ugly. monster. whore.
i dont care anymore.
I just typed a huge thing about how much i hate mself and what is wrong is with me, but it got deleted? i hope its a good thing. i just cant.
Its not like I want to kill myself. I just don’t want to wake up. I don’t want to exist. I want to disappear. I want everyone to forget. I just can’t deal with things. Life won’t ever become perfect. I won’t be perfect. Family won’t be perfect. Friends can be the best…and also lying mother fucking pieces of shit that don’t care or understand. god dammit. Dont drink and take medication it fucks you up. Ugh whatevs. Drives

i dont give no fucks anymore,

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I gave those.

