Until i make you mineeeeee,

Sighhhh.... I'm tired
Idk why thooo

Wait actually i do. Im tired of living, it's very usual for me to say it, but i am actually tired of living, not because of school works, i can still handle those, but everything's been...

Emotionally exhausting, only 3 weeks has passed without therapy shit and yet my mental health is yet again deteriorating.

I don't like ranting to anyone except my therapist, cause i find her comforting.

But, i cant even rant to my own bestfriend, and parents, because

A) They're also going through something, and I don't wanna be adding to their problem

B) They might tell me to go therapy again and have stupid ass medications. Like yeah, the only thing my life was hanging on to before therapy ended was the pills.

But those fucking pills make me look weak and looking weak makes me feel useless as heck.

You know what, let's be frank for a while...

I'm just a huge ass lump getting in the way of people.

Like everyone has purpose, everyone is good at something, the only exception is me.

I'm not good at anything.

Like yeah i can write, but my writing and stories lead to nowhere and is ugly as heck.

I used to sing, but what now? I don't sing anymore, cause my voice sucks now.

I used to paint, but now I can't even draw properly.

I'm empathic, approachable, and a good listener, but guess what? Everyone can do that too, so it's nothing special.

Im nothing special.

I don't even play sports properly.

But whatever, no one cares about me, right?

Yeet bye then