And it isn’t that I’m so unhappy I don’t want to live anymore. That’s not what it feels like. It feels more like I’m tired and bored and the party’s gone on too long and I want to go home. I feel flat and there doesn’t seem to be anything to look forward to, so I’d rather call it a day.
life hack: drink all the alcohol in your house to forget that you’re useless and unloveable.
I’m falling apart. I can’t cope with this. I miss you, being suicidal 24/7 is really exhausting.
i’d do so much better in life if i was drunk all the time