I’m alone, I’ve always been alone, I’m so used to being alone and free that being tied down frightened me and because of it I hurt someone close to me, I’ve become the thing I promised myself I would never become I don’t deserve to be happy. My social anxieties have fucked me over yet again. why can’t I be normal? Why do I have to be the odd one out? Honestly I just want to live my life out alone. Fuck companionship! I don’t need anyone. I’ve made it this far by myself so I’ll be fine… but what if I’m not?
REBLOG THIS IF YOU’VE EVER CUT YOURSELF. REBLOG THIS IF YOU HAVE EVER STARVED YOURSELF. REBLOG THIS IF YOU HAVE EVER TRIED TO KILL YOURSELF. REBLOG THIS IF YOU HAVE EVER FELT LIKE YOU ARE NOT GOOD ENOUGH. REBLOG THIS IF YOU’VE BEEN CALLED FAT. REBLOG THIS IF YOU’VE BEEN CALLED UGLY, NO MATTER HOW MANY NOTES THIS GETS I WILL MESSAGE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU.
(via annelisamarie)
me at school
- me: what the fuck is this
- me: what the fuck is that
- me: when the fuck will i ever need to know this
- me: why the fuck do these people walk at glacial paces
- me: who the fuck assigned my locker as the official gathering place
- me: when the fuck did the teacher assign that
- me: why the fuck did i take this course
- me: when the fuck is lunch
