flightlessbutterfly
Mindless Wanderer
- Jun 25, 2023
- 51
The urge to split my skin open is getting worse and worse, I've already set the blade near my bed, but I'm pushing that urge as far back as I can.
God. I hate how I have been brought to this level, I hate my face, I hate my body, I hate how I've completely lost my identity and personality. I hate how I've forgotten who I am, I hate how even after everything I still crave their love and attention. I hate how I have to hide this from them, or I'll burden them. I hate how I've lost myself. I hate how cruel this world is for making me go through everything it has. I hate how I've stopped caring for myself and other people. I hate how I'm a walking contradiction. I HATE how after all that, I can't help but want to hug a stranger online after their fall and giving them the hope they need to get up for a small while knowing that I have fallen a long time ago and stopped getting up.
I hate this, I hate me, I hate and I don't think I will ever stop hating.
God. I hate how I have been brought to this level, I hate my face, I hate my body, I hate how I've completely lost my identity and personality. I hate how I've forgotten who I am, I hate how even after everything I still crave their love and attention. I hate how I have to hide this from them, or I'll burden them. I hate how I've lost myself. I hate how cruel this world is for making me go through everything it has. I hate how I've stopped caring for myself and other people. I hate how I'm a walking contradiction. I HATE how after all that, I can't help but want to hug a stranger online after their fall and giving them the hope they need to get up for a small while knowing that I have fallen a long time ago and stopped getting up.
I hate this, I hate me, I hate and I don't think I will ever stop hating.