I sometimes feel like I'm so fucking wrong useless i guess. I really wanna die.
I done things I shouldn't have done or said. But it's in the past. I wish I could let go.
The thing is I can't really let it be cause it lives in my house breathes eats talks next to me.
I won't say who they are but it fine anyway.
They still say the things they always do. They are part of why I'm broken.
I want them to be gone. Leave. I wish it so many fucking times.
I told them so many times. But never changed. It haunts me so much.
Sometimes when I think about the things they said to me I feel like I almost can't breath.
Even when I'm writing this I feel it.
Luckily I have someone here for me.
She is probably one of the people who actually care.
She doesn't pity me.
She loves me.
We may not always be so nice to each other but she is there for me.
I try to be there for her and I hope I'm doing it right.
Please don't leave me