I hope my mother realises how broken I am. But she doesn’t and she never will. She’s never been the brightest tool in the shed but still. Cant she see that I’m not happy? Or that I’m depressed?

I got one hell of a telling of from my mums “precious” and drunk boyfriend for accidentally telling his kid to fuck off when he slapped me round the back hard and got in my way.

I collapsed on my bed and burst into tears. I felt so guilty. And I felt so stupid and pathetic for doing what I did. Im so stressed out I’m now taking it out on people.

Im so sorry for being a nuisance. Im so sorry for even being here.

Don’t worry “mum” I’ll be gone soon.

alt-j:

music was a good idea thank u humans who made music a thing

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I text back embarrassingly fast

or three hours later

there is no in between

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Do you ever feel physically sick because you know you’re not good enough for anybody and you can’t do anything right and you’re too tired to go on?

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