And hit the repeat button.... now.
I should be happy. I really, really should be happy so why do i feel so... eh. Why was i up late last night thinking and thinking and thinking the same old thought of
I hate myself I should hurt myself I hate myself I should hurt myself....
It just doesn't make any sense *screams* But then i have the thought of
But i can't What if he finds out But i can't What if he finds out....
And it all just makes me feel more rotten inside and hate myself more.
I hate my body I hate my mind And i hate...
How i keep dragging Mark through all this year after year. He deserves so much better than... me. Than this, this thing I always become.
And to make things worse when i tried to talk to him, to get help, he just told me it was all in my head...
Yes i know it's all in my head but....
That doesn't make it any less real... especially to me. God, I hate myself.
WordsWillCome · Wed Feb 10, 2010 @ 02:34am · 0 Comments |