Counting on me
Always hoping I’ll be
There for all of your problems
In turn you’re never there for me
You suck the life out of me
You hate everything you see
I can’t take this anymore
I always stay when I should leave.
I never even come on here anymore,
But I need to vent to someone so badly.
Thoughts when looking in the mirror
Hello bags.
Urgh my skin looks disgusting.
Is there still makeup on my face?
Omg wtfff is that?!
Ugh why wont my hair just? urgh
Am I breaking out?
Why the fuck is that such a weird shape?
Fuck my hair today.
what is wrong with my face?
Oh my eyes look like eyes I guess that’s okay.
"Pry into me."
Cannot stop crying again.
Miss you Jackson, baby.
