It’s when I get home and I’m alone that’s the worst. Because then I start thinking about my life and how much I fuck up all the time. Every night before bed I go through the same routine of listening to depressing music and crying. Sometimes cutting, too. I don’t know who I am anymore. This isn’t me.
cuntpl0sion asked: You are beautiful. Please don't you ever, even for a split second, think that you're not good enough or that you aren't worth it. I can promise you that you are.
Thank you so much, I really needed to hear that. You are very sweet and definitely made my night :)