Love is trying to understand the other person and why they feel the way they do and why they are behaving the way they are.

Love isn’t to make them feel worse about themselves and like shit when they already do.

This isn’t getting better

My heart hurts

And I don’t see any reason to continue trying to be a person. No one cares about me anyways. Only at my best but never at my worst.


And sad

Im nobody

Except for horrible

And alone.

I know now



Won’t be any better

And I’ll still feel the same

Get treated the same

And be more sad and alone

My quality of life

Is shit

I’m sorry if I ever hurt anyone

I really didn’t mean to

I was hurting too

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