I still hate myself, I stil think about dying and some nights I stll hurt myself but I swear, I’m trying my hardest to be ok
i like to pretend i’m a heartless apathetic b*tch but in reality i’m a baby who cares a fucking lot and emotionally invests myself in everything and is hurt 98.3% of the time
If this isn’t me..
If you don’t have anything to offer me, you can’t occupy space in my life. I extend so much of myself to everyone around me that if you’re not reciprocating, you’re dead weight.












