i messed it up. i mess up everything.
I wish I was pretty, or something. I wish I was something. Anything. I wish I wasn’t so useless and untalented, wish I was more than just an enormous waste of space and a burden. Also wish I wasn’t so fucked up.
oh man you ever have a moment where you realize how fucked up by mental illness and trauma you are and its like looking over the edge of a cliff into an endless abyss
Time doesn’t heal you. You heal you.
“I have spent all my life resisting the desire to end it.”— (via amargedom)
