On the bright side I’ve lost 3lbs.
Because an armful of bracelets I never wear isn’t obvious as fuck.
7 weeks down the drain.
I really don’t handle rejection well at all, it’s pathetic and messed up.
i automatically assume everyone dislikes me unless every individual states otherwise which means you have to tell me yourself that you actually enjoy my presence in order for me to believe that you don’t dislike me how difficult is it to understand that
(Source: mattruboner2, via nuclearshower)
I can’t do this anymore, I’m sorry.
Well all my friends seem to hate me and no doubt you will too.
I’m guessing everyone’s already assumed to worst of me already so what’s the point? I was trying to be supportive and all I’ve actually done is fucked everything up. All I did was cuddle someone who had opened up to me about personal things. I thought I was being nice but I know it wasn’t right. It sounds silly but I don’t want to be in anyone else’s arms, I don’t know about you but you’re all I want. But I don’t know where I stand but I guess that doesn’t matter because I ruin everything, everytime.
Crying.
I’ve ruined it all.
Ever since this began, I was blessed with a curse.