the world i created for myself is scary without you in it.
You are never happy with what you’ve got. You lose sight of what matters, you get bored too easy.
One day noones going to want you. Then how will you feel.
Let’s make-believe that we’re okay..
I can do no right.
My loved ones are the reason I’m still here. The real ones. Like my mum and my brothers and sister. Fuck everyone else.
I don’t want to die, I just don’t want to be.
You’re all fucked.
