the only truth is this:

i hate my life and i wish i was dead

sure, take away everything that makes my life worth living.

i have to go talk to a razor blade.

but not in the funny way

only when he's bored

That feeling when someone makes plans with you and then repeatedly dumps them without warning for random non-emergencies. I love knowing I'm less important than a TV show.

abandoned again

really, why does it surprise me any more

i'm worthless. everyone things so.

me, too.