August 2011
I wonder if I mean something to anybody. Probably not.
I feel a breakdown coming up. Fucking fantastic.
Everyday, I wake up with the same thought running through my mind. It never leaves, it never changes. Why am I alive? I hate it.
You know what I would love? To just be able to disappear into thin air without anybody noticing. To just die without anyone caring.
If I killed myself tonight, nobody would care. They would be like “oh..” and head on with their lives. I mean nothing to everybody.
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July 2011
I managed to convince my mom my kitten is lonely and she needs a friend.
Guess who’s getting another kitten?
Isn't it amazing how some people literally forget you exist.
no 40 please?
I don’t think I have one:|
Not being horrible to people for no reason because you're not a cunt.