You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.
― (via bratsquad)

I’m tired of taking pictures with a smile on my face, I’m tired of trying to have fun around my friends, I’m tired of purposely taking showers throughout the day just to cry so no one will see me. I’m tired of living a lie. Is it even possible for me to be happy? I worry about everyone else before myself.. & i feel like if I let someone down I’m letting myself down. Nothing I do feels like it’s ever good enough for anyone. When in reality I should be good enough for myself & the fact I hate myself more then anything. Nothing just makes sense to me anymore. Idk :(

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