[mindflower]

I want to stop complaining about my fucking life but life keeps giving me things to want to complain about... even when they're all my fault.
I feel so alone but who would want to be with me?
I feel so reckless but its not like I have money or a car or.... God knows what I'd be doing if I could get out of my house for a night....
I feel so fucked up but I won't tell my therapist shit...
I feel so vulnerable but I won't ask for help...
I feel so exhausted but I can't sleep... fucking nightmares...
I feel so terrified but I MISS HIM SO MUCH....
...I feel so.... dead.
I just want this to end.