I can’t stop thinking about her.
It’s been 4 months. And my heart hurts just as much as the day 1. She left me when I needed her most.
But I still love her. And she hates me now. I hate myself.
She gave up on me, I’m giving up on myself. I’ll never be good enough.
suicidal-breakdown asked: You're a beautiful man,
No I’m not.
Problem..
The reason I didn’t cut my wrists, short sleeves at work. But i cut my left wrist and now I’m at work and i need to hide it.. For 12 hours.. I fucking hate myself..
People must hate being nice to me.
Having to hide their pity. I’m not worth the pain I cause to people. I’m a lost cause. Underneath my shell is a broken soul. People need to realize I’ve already given up on myself. I struggle everyday to stay because I know when I do commit. It will cause pain to people I love. But I know they will move on. And I’ll be a forgettom memory. I can see the true intentions of those around me. The act kind and well meaning. But I can see the hatred in their eyes. The clock’s ticking. And the day is coming when I’ll be saved.
