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Feeling depressed.

lovelytrainwreck:

All i have in my life atm is my boyfriend and one friend whats the point in having facebook anymore? No ones there for me, no one bothers to talk to me. I feel so alone hurt and betrayed by all the people that can’t pick up the phone and care enough to say how are you. I have like nothing and im really sick of living life ;((

wanting to text you because i need a reason to stay, but im worried ill be bothering you again.

not coping. 2 SACs tomorrow, and for one of them i left my books at school so i wasn’t able to study for it. now, im at the point where i couldn’t give a fuck if i fail that or not. the other one is just annoying and i need to get it over n done with. i have to resit a SAC tuesday after school, wednesday i finish school at 10.30am but im going home to study. friday i have my english oral presentation; so this whole week i need to slowly get that done too.
it’s all just too much, im lucky to even have my head above water right at this moment. my dad expects too much from me, and i can’t give him the results he wants. im not enough. im not enough for the boy i kinda like, because he possibly likes one of my friends (oh the joy..), so im not even enough for him. im just not enough. never am, never will be.

i went to a concert on saturday night and slept over my friends house that night, not once did i have horrible thoughts, or think about anything that was bothering me. not once. but the second i woke up this morning, it all came back. all of it. i honestly just want to be gone. out of here, gone.

mum said to me this is a nice photo of me. I dont like it. in fact, I hate it. I look fat. and I look ugly. and I just look terrible. it’s amazing how people can tell me “you look beautiful” or “you’re gorgeous” when none of it is even true.

mum said to me this is a nice photo of me. I dont like it. in fact, I hate it. I look fat. and I look ugly. and I just look terrible. it’s amazing how people can tell me “you look beautiful” or “you’re gorgeous” when none of it is even true.