i wish i could articulate how i've been feeling these past months. so intensely one way or another. so much to be told. but i feel as though my life is no longer worth documenting. im being honest and it feels real fucking sad. nothing to overanalyse. im just plain stupid. and childish.
i hate him every third or fourth day. i hate myself so much more. this must stop. this has to stop. i fucking cant stand myself. my health is gone. his charm wont stay. and i hate this for being so simple.