every day i feel like i am a flower that the gardener forgot to water, and with each passing day, my thirst grows and nothing can quench it. i am withering slowly. my whole life is a struggle not to die.
“Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting, in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever.”—Lemony Snicket (via meganfinch)
Fuck everyone. I’m so angry and upset and sad and everyone who apparently “cares” about me are being gigantic dickfucks. You think I’m being paranoid because I feel like I have no friends? Then why am I never invited anywhere? Why am I never included? Why am I obviously ignored? My problems aren’t just in my head. I know a lot of my problems are emotional ones, but Jesus fuckin christ, you sure as shit aren’t helping. Stop fucking patronizing me. If you don’t care about me, don’t pretend you do. Don’t be a sadistic shitface that makes me feel even more unwanted than I already do, causing me to cry uncontrollably every night. I do enough of that already.