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These scars remind me that the past is real.

This is my personal blog. Some posts may be triggering!

dokkodo:

and don’t even get me started on how much I hate myself.

3 months ago with 16 notes

so sick of feeling so alone constantly. even when i’m with people, i feel alone. i just feel like no-one really wants me around. like they’d be better off without me y’know? 

the only person i feel like is there for me is Mel. just wish she wasn’t just an online friend. 

wish my own mother made it more obvious she loved me. the odd hug now and then at least. nope, all she ever seems to do is rant at me and blame me for things that’s usually not my fault. chucked a bag at me one morning, told me to live with my dad. called me a snob the other day because i don’t bother making friends with anyone in my year. 

she also used to get a drunk a lot when i was little. sometimes, i wish she started that again. at least she spent the majority of her time sleeping or drinking. 

it’s obvious none of my real friends give a shit about me. i really miss having a best friend. i miss having someone that was always there for me. 

now i think about it, i’ve probably been alone my whole life.

i probably always will be by the looks of things.

3 months ago with 0 notes