god, I feel so cliche saying this on here but fuck it.

I think I may kill myself, idk I’ve been considering it for the past couple of days and yeah.. and I think I will, maybe in an hour or so, or maybe tomorrow night.. I’m not too sure just yet…

got put on new stronger meds today.. oh the ‘joy’.

ithurtssomuch:

Fat. Fat. Fat. That’s all I can see. God, I hate this. 

I know no one reads anything I post on here, so I honestly don’t know why I bother. At all. But fuck, I need to die. But I can’t because there are so many things I want to do first. So many things I want to accomplish. And I know I’ll never do any of it. I’ll never fall in love, or travel anywhere, I’ll never find a home, or feel pretty, I’ll never feel the love of someone else, I’ll never get to change someones life.. none of it. I fuck everything up. It would be stupid to even try. And this fact kills me. More than anything.