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?