whenever I look at my body, I’m instantly made sad. I wonder if other people look at my body and are made sad for me..?

One way I can tell my depression is coming back: I just want to sleep all the time and never leave my bed.

(Source: )

Fact: I do not feel attractive enough to date you.

No matter what you or other people say.

Anonymous asked: Do you smoke?

No, I have quit in every sense of the word. I feel like it’s time to do something different and move on.

Or at least I’m trying to quit; I’m hoping that counts for something.

But apparently it’s a big deal. Whatevs.

I just want to remember.

Today is one of those days.

(Source: )

Some times I just wish I was born a boy so I wouldn’t have to deal with all this girl bullshit.

Emotions.

Periods.

Over-thinking.

Weight Gain.

Questioning my Gender.

And then I realize that I’d probably still be gay even if I was a boy or I’d be forever alone because I’m socially awkward and don’t know how to talk to girls.

(Source: lane-friend)

Seriously, I hate your existence.

Why were you born?

I want to run you over with my car.

But you’d probably break it and I like having a functional car.

I miss my girlfriend so much it makes my heart sick and my eyes water up.

I’m so pathetic.

And let the freaking out begin!