beautiful

I know what it's like to want to die. How it hurts to smile. How you try to fit in but you can't. How you hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside.

Go look in the mirror and tell yourself you're beautiful.

To one person, you might just be the world. There's always going to be someone out there who cares.

worthless

I feel worthless and like I have nothing but I don't want to complain about it to anyone, because I'm still hoping that in the future I'll feel like I have a purpose.

You think I want to feel this way? You call my problems "emotional bullshit." I don't know how you have the audacity to do that, when you have been suicidal yourself. Don't you remember all the nights I stayed up with you. And now, that I need you, you leave me here. All alone. And you don't give a single fuck.

I love you, you just don't understand it. Or maybe you don't even want to understand. Can you please love me?

somewhere

wondered

Have you ever sat there and wondered "why am I still here? I don't even want to be here. I haven't wanted to be here for so long. What's keeping me here?" and then you relize the answer is nothing. And that scares you even more than the fact that you don't want to be here anymore.

I'm scared of myself.

understand

Sometimes late at night, i think about all the things that have been, all the things that haven’t been, and all the things yet to be. If my heart could explode into a billion tiny pieces and scatter themselves, if i could live on all over the world. I wonder if this world will ever make sense to me, if i will truly understand anything. And if there’s really anything to understand at all.

okay

emptiness