Fcuk life, fcuk friends, fcuk love, fcuk everything. I give up!

I love birthdays, not because of the gifts and cake,
But because it means your even closer to dieing,
If you havent already decided to end it...

I love you, but I cannot bear being second best. Because, anyday I would always pick you over the rest.

Why do I feel so alone when all my friends are near?

When you held my hand..were you holding mines...or her's..

Confession # 13; if i wake up this way one more day, i may not see any other day again.

Just one last fear,
Just one last tear,
Just one last breath,
& an overdose to my death.

I know that I've got issues but you're pretty messed up too

Im not okay

So I'm not.

Skinny.
Or.
Pretty.

So you hate me.

I can't help being sick.