Fuckkkkkkkkk

I’d do anything in the world to change this.

Misery fucking loves me and I love her so. She is the cold embrace of no escape when I’m left alone. Misery fucking loves me and I love her too, she is the dying breath of nothing left that I’ve become accustomed to.

Hard, life is hard.

Take all decisions away and make them for me.

I’m so stressed out I don’t know how I’m getting through the day, I’ve never felt this bad before, weights just falling off me. I’m physically and mentally disintegrating right in front of you, I can’t keep fighting you for you, why can’t you do something simple like say you care?

why can’t I stop hurting everyone?

Are you going to "The Beatles: The Lost Concert" movie premier in a few weeks?
Anonymous

No, not really my thing to be fair :) xxx