• 2 weeks ago

I am overwhelmed by everything! I’m actually to a point where I think if I just fucking died that I would finally not have to worry about pleasing people, faking my emotions. People asking me if I’m ok but only because they are nosy not actually caring about me. I just say I’m tired but I’m fine. I’m fine I’m fine like a broken fucking record. I cry myself to sleep every night I cry pretty much every minute of every day. The only thing that keeps me on this fucking loser of a planet is my dog. Who will make sure she has food and water, will snuggle with her in the bed and tell her smart and pretty she is. Who will buy her toys to play with and actually play with her. I’m tired, I’m over it. I’m done.