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I hate my life. I hate the people around me. I hate school. I hate the people who work in the school. I could list all these names and how they have hurt me so much, one by one.

I want to leave.

Do you know how it’s like to pretend you’re not affected, and speak like a bimbo or bitch about how you’re feeling.. Like it doesn’t matter. But omg FUCK!!!! You don’t know how it’s like!!!!! I just want to go up to the studio and scream at all of them. So much anger and hurt. From my boyfriend who cheated on me with a skank to my supposed close friends who hates me cos they think I’m stupid for giving him a chance to the lecturers who idk wtf…… What the shit is NAFA? I don’t belong here. Every single day I wake up depressed and thinking what have I done to deserve this. Support? WHAT SUPPORT WTF. I’m just another slave, a ball in this stupid game. Whether I make it or not I’m still the loser. I really don’t deserve this. The sweetest people turned out to be as ugly as the lowest. And I really want out.

不知怎么办才好
My decisions are knives, staring back at me
These wounds have yet to heal
How dare I make the choice again
Only to step into suicide

I am unconvinced
But I really wish to be

Commit or omit
I’m afraid
I can’t lose
For I have so little left
If you know you can’t make me happy
Then leave me be

marxxxmae:

So scary to fall and find so much beauty and adoration in one human being. I’m scaring myself all over again. I am so indecisive I can’t even decide how I should feel. Happy or not? Contented or not? You make me feel less depressed but when I realize how this is all just in my head, I’m back to square one.

  Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps (via handcraftedinvirginia)

(Source: wordsnquotes, via eletheowl)