I fucking hate my miserable excuse of a life. I can't seem to do anything right. Everybody close to me doesn't understand what I'm trying to deal with. I'm struggling so hard to move around and do stuff. If it wasn't for needing money, I wouldn't even go into work. I just want to curl up somewhere and drift off into a unending sleep. Never wake up again. Then I wouldn't be a burden or a bother to anyone ever again.
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