posted 2019-02-15 11:50:23

Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with me. I heart all over. I feel so gross, inside and out. My joints are in pain, my body all over feels sensitive, I want to curl up in the fetal position and just stay there. Not die. I still think I'd rather feel this way then die. The light that I found a couple years ago has finally been snuffed Outlook, and I haven't a clue what the culprit is. I've analyzed the hell out of everything, but nothing fits perfectly. The break up, and maybe the whole relationship with fitgirl, getting sick for like two months, stopping prozac, being overwhelmed with debts and my spending habits,


I lost the motivation to keep writing.

Fucklife right now.




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