if I had the choice, I would erase my existence from the world. even if I didn't erase it, it's not like anyone would miss me when I was gone.

Knowing that your replaceable is the worst feeling. It proves that you were never needed, nor wanted, and that your absence wouldn't be a burden to anyone. That you aren't one of a kind. In fact, there are multiple different versions of you that are far better. You didn't leave a trace on anyone, and all that remains of your existence is a blur in a memory because you were only temporary for them. That even if someone cared, they would move on in a week, month, or year? All your efforts and attempts were wasted, no matter what you do, they still move on to someone better and leave you behind yet again. They never truly appreciated you to the amount that you did them, and mourning the loss of you would be pointless when you never really mattered to them in the first place.

I dont want to be here anymore.

cw: vent

fuck friendships.

those assholes will replace you no matter what & would rather spent time w ppl they barely know than w those they've known for years.

i hope karma gets them.

When I said step on me, I didn't mean to use me as a stepping stone.

When every other posts telling me that I matter. But what if I don't even feel it at all ?

Im breaking down in front of you and yet you arent listening to me...you never listen anymore youre just like everybody else.

When your whole world is falling apart, I got you. And when my entire universe is turning upside down, I guess I got me too.

hey i know what will make me feel better, let's set some totally unrealistic goals and run ourselves into the fuckin ground trying to meet them

good thing the treadmill showed up yesterday

the only reason anyone talks to me is because they rely on me for things. otherwise, I don't matter to them. I could cease to exist, and they would only be inconvenienced, not sad, or miss me.

if i can like….fucking D I E and like stop breathing, and stop existing.

i’d appreciate it

I could overdose so easily, and no one would even notice

I don't even know why I bother anymore. I waste my breath on my stupid insecurities. I waste my breath on trying to talk about anything that's bothering me to anyone. At the end of the day none of it matters to anyone except me. I just need to stop. I need to make it all stop.

It doesntmatter

I can't stop loving you. You are everything to me and I am just a tool you use and discard. I can't breath without you and you won't stop using me. Life sucks at every age...

~Ç~

He left me like everyone did

He once sweet and understanding towards me now he insults me, cold, saying hurtful words, telling me im emotionally manipulating him because i feel torn apart after he abandoned me

Its a cycle i will never escape, will happen with anyone, i dont see the point of living anymore

He was my everything and i meant nothing to him, he thinks my pain is crazy and extreme