i always come so close to fucking up everything between us because of my insecurities and paranoia ( Read more... )

i say, you're nothing. sorry.

melbourne didn't happen.
worst anxiety attack did though.

to the massive number of THREE people i have kept befriended on this journal, you know the exact reasons i'm having a bad time in life ( Read more... )

stabbed in the fucking back ( Read more... )

i want to run away from everything.

everyone should get the fuck out of my life.
i hate all(most) of you.

i'm going back 2 years and starting over again, provided i can forget about all the shit that has gone down.

i've been feeling too fucking weird lately and i hate it. brain won't stop thinking, so much that i nearly got hit by cars and buses 6 times in a matter of 2 hours today.
hope i die.

it's nearly 4am, i can't sleep.

everything hurts.

i'm going to throw up.