Bumblepeas

i hate wanting to die

i hate feeling like i’ll never be good enough

i hate knowing i won’t ever get to wake up next to anyone

i hate that i’m not important enough to be cared about and that my problems are only worth an “i’m sorry” or “move away” or “i don’t know what to tell you.”

i don’t think anyone likes me

i don’t think anyone has ever liked me

i don’t think anyone will ever like me

i haven’t felt loved ever

bl-ossomed:

do you ever just sit there and realize that you mean nothing to anyone and you start feeling like shit