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His heart is a buzzkill – a hammer shattering my soul, why can’t you love me at all?

Ig, you see me as a mere object – not worthly of your time or attention, just another worthless one added

Rejection, pain, heartache, tears – what’s so wrong with me? why do you hate me so much? Do you think I'll ever find someone?

(no subject)

My face is puffy and my eyes half dead  

All because of the cocaine binge I had at 3 in the morning  

I don’t want to live, I want the final dose  

Thinking of cutting wrists is less depressing than going to work  

The mirror is telling me I look tired and jaded  

Suddenly, I’m feeling high on life, for a minute at least  

But then I notice my bills are piling up and my family hates me