Maybe hating is easier then loving because it hurts a hell of a lot less because some how love always comes back to kill me a little bit more i don't know maybe I'm rambling but its the truth so far life obviously wants me dead i feel alone but yet so alive by this pain this pain makes me feel again its amazing but I know ill always crave love and acceptince by somebody maybe I'm not pretty enough maybe I'm not skinny enough should I stop eating should i never come out of my house so the world doesn't see my ugly face idk I just wish that maybe I was good enough for people or this world period but who am I kidding I'm a fucked up loser who will never be pretty or attractive I'm a failer but oh we'll story of my life being alone cold dark and a fuck up failur .....just me rambling oh well
