[.puking.might.feel.good.]
I don't know what's going on.
Somewhere I got better and then somewhere I got worse. Somehow I'm lost and this time, no one seems to want to help, and I'm just making it all worse I guess.
But I can't fix it myself. I know this, but you don't want to try it seems, you just want me to work it out with myself, while you remain doing your thing and not giving me a hand. I don't know what the fuck to do. I want to scream. I want to just fucking be high and forget.
I want to forget and be calm.
I'm tired of crying, it isn't helping me at all.
I want to know what is wrong with me, why is it that I bother people how is it that I keep coming to the same problem. Why do I always feel so unwanted, what the fuck is wrong with me.
Perhaps I am needy. So fucking what.
I don't know.
I'm going crazy. My life is a disaster and once again everyone is just looking down on me. None of it makes sense, and I gave up trying to make sense of anything.
I'm trying, but it always feels like I"m the only one trying. You say you'd miss me were I gone, but how do I believe you when you just want me to leave you alone. My problem is that I have nothing to put anything into. And everyone else, you do. Again it comes to my fault. I don't know. I'm just fucking sick of hitting the same damn wall.
I want to just get high, and forget.
Somewhere I got better and then somewhere I got worse. Somehow I'm lost and this time, no one seems to want to help, and I'm just making it all worse I guess.
But I can't fix it myself. I know this, but you don't want to try it seems, you just want me to work it out with myself, while you remain doing your thing and not giving me a hand. I don't know what the fuck to do. I want to scream. I want to just fucking be high and forget.
I want to forget and be calm.
I'm tired of crying, it isn't helping me at all.
I want to know what is wrong with me, why is it that I bother people how is it that I keep coming to the same problem. Why do I always feel so unwanted, what the fuck is wrong with me.
Perhaps I am needy. So fucking what.
I don't know.
I'm going crazy. My life is a disaster and once again everyone is just looking down on me. None of it makes sense, and I gave up trying to make sense of anything.
I'm trying, but it always feels like I"m the only one trying. You say you'd miss me were I gone, but how do I believe you when you just want me to leave you alone. My problem is that I have nothing to put anything into. And everyone else, you do. Again it comes to my fault. I don't know. I'm just fucking sick of hitting the same damn wall.
I want to just get high, and forget.