“Keep on fighting”
Yeah, but I’m done. I’m done fighting for what I believe in because if no one’s willing to change or listen then what’s the point. And even the few people that I thought have changed have proved me wrong. I’m done fighting for my happiness because after almost half a year of feeling like complete shit nothing’s changed so why keep fighting. I’m done fighting for people who don’t care if I’m in their lives or not, I mean, if you really did care why wouldn’t you show it. I mean why don’t I just kill myself (yeah, I said it), I would but I can’t, not because I want to live or have any hope but because for some reason my life is important to certain people even when it's not important to me. So I guess I’ll just keep living with the pain but I’m afraid because I know I won’t be able to hold on much longer. Please don’t tell me you can relate because this isn’t about a boy not loving me, this is about me staring at myself in the mirror with tears streaming down my face because I don’t like myself.
call me super glue cause holy shit do i get attached.