I’m rotting from the inside out.
comforting guys who clearly aren’t over their exes and anyone for that matter. This is just the icing on the cake. I’m not always gonna be around to help. I’m always the one people walk all over, its not fair. When is someone going to genuinely care about my feelings and see how I’m doing and comfort me about my miserable life. Probably, never.
I’m sick of everything. I need spontaneity in my life. This can’t be real to be this bored with life. I can’t keep doing the same shit all the time. That’s ridiculous.