why?
why am i so negative towards myself?
why am i so insecure?
why do i always have second thoughts?
why is it that i cant manage a smile when im alone?
why do i hate being alone?
why do i hate being touched on my stomache?
why do i think im fucking huge?
why do i think im not good enough for anyone?
why am i not happy that im still alive after all of this?
why didnt i cut deeper......?
why didnt i kill him when he did it?
why did i hold it in for seven years?
why did i let it eat at me?
why cant i just let it go?
why cant i suck it up?
why do i still love him?
why do i still miss him?
why dont i live at home anymore?
why couldnt i just cope?
why