I try my best to keep smiling, but there are a lot of ugly people that hate my smile.

Sometimes I want everybody to die, because fuck you.

I am a fail. I want to drop out of school, because I have nothing to do there.

I have days when I want to live, and that are Wednesdays because on Tuesdays I have to see me therapist and she makes me feel that I’m worthy something, but then it lets go, because all the other people in my life say the opposite.

Anonymous asked:
what is your name?

does it matter?

everything i do is a mistake.

every step, word i said, word i didn’t say, inhale, exhale, thought.

I am fat again.