Princess Ariel
June 18th, 2012, 03:41 PM
Y'know. I really hate making new threads. It just proves to myself how fucking worthless I am. I keep on trying to recover, to try different things.. nothing works out in the end. Nothing should. It'll just be a waste. I told myself a couple weeks ago that i'm going to recover. I'm going to make it a year without any self-harm. Yeah well, what's the likelihood of that happening? Slim and none. I can barely make it to day one without relapsing harder than the last.
I just want to be skinny. I hate that feeling when I walk on the floor and the ground shakes around me. I'm tired of counting calories. I'm just so fucking tired. Summer's here and we're heading into a heatwave which means short sleeves and Shorts.
I'm not so worried about the arms since they've kinda faded... but I can't even bare shorts when i'm home alone.
I just want someone to care. No one cares no matter how good or crappy i'm feeling. No one gives a fuck. I just feel as if i'm on this earth purely for the reason for people to use me. Use me for a friend. Use me for a shoulder to cry on and not have to give anything in return. I'm always helping people.. Whether it's on facebook, skype, person... ect.. But nothing is given in return. If I never leave my house again, go online. I bet nobody would notice. I'm just a fucking ghost drifting through the halls and streets.
I'm a worthless, ugly bitch.
I've broken too many mirrors to count. Most recently today. I want to get better.. I guess.. But I know it'll never happen.
meh.
I don't know why I try. Nothing ever works out in the end..
I'm going to fail all my classes. I'm never going to graduate. argh..
What did I do so wrong to have this shitty life?
I'm constantly told about my poor spelling, grammar, looks.. this and that. As if I don't know that already.
I know i'm a failure. I'm a failure at life. Failure at living. Failure at everything.
I just want to be skinny. I hate that feeling when I walk on the floor and the ground shakes around me. I'm tired of counting calories. I'm just so fucking tired. Summer's here and we're heading into a heatwave which means short sleeves and Shorts.
I'm not so worried about the arms since they've kinda faded... but I can't even bare shorts when i'm home alone.
I just want someone to care. No one cares no matter how good or crappy i'm feeling. No one gives a fuck. I just feel as if i'm on this earth purely for the reason for people to use me. Use me for a friend. Use me for a shoulder to cry on and not have to give anything in return. I'm always helping people.. Whether it's on facebook, skype, person... ect.. But nothing is given in return. If I never leave my house again, go online. I bet nobody would notice. I'm just a fucking ghost drifting through the halls and streets.
I'm a worthless, ugly bitch.
I've broken too many mirrors to count. Most recently today. I want to get better.. I guess.. But I know it'll never happen.
meh.
I don't know why I try. Nothing ever works out in the end..
I'm going to fail all my classes. I'm never going to graduate. argh..
What did I do so wrong to have this shitty life?
I'm constantly told about my poor spelling, grammar, looks.. this and that. As if I don't know that already.
I know i'm a failure. I'm a failure at life. Failure at living. Failure at everything.