nobody nobody nobody no body noo body nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobo
nobody nobody nobody no body noo body nobody nobody nobody nobody nobody nobo
I hate getting so sad to the point where my body completely shuts down, and all I can do is just lay there and think about all my problems
but the truth is i cannot be loved.
i don’t feel pretty
i don’t feel pretty, i don’t feel pretty
i feel gross
i feel disgusting
i am a disgrace
just set me on fire and cleanse away the dirt
i feel wrong, wrong, wrong
please, go away.
or else i’ll make you ugly too.
me: hm im lonely
also me: i should isolate myself so ppl cant hurt me
hell brain: ah yes perfect
jumping into 2019 with 2018 depression and bad habits just because i can
What the fuck did I do in a past life to deserve this????????