"We suffer everyday. What is it for? These crowns of illusion..."
"It's only you who can tear me apart."
Seth and I argued like never before. I told thank you for the help but I think I need to do the rest on my own.
I'm too stubborn for my own good and it'll be the finalization to my own catastrophe.
I cleaned the fuck outta my kitchen today. I cleaned the fuck outta my living room today.
I'm tired of everything. I wanna throw away all my shit. I wanna disappear. I have a feeling he's not coming back anymore.
He detaches easily.
Good bye true love.
I'll regret this in a month.
When he's fucking someone else through my wall again.
I wish I could find the balls to slit my wrists and bleed to death.
It's hilarious because no one knows that I feel this way.
Where there's a will, there's a way.
I think I'm too curious to die but too hopeless to live.
I'm so over everything. I'll just sit in my apartment and rot.
Hah! I fucking hate myself.
-LR.
You have no reason to hate yourself. You are not a bad person. I think you need help getting through these thoughts. Being alone during this time does not help. I hope you find some relief.
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