Your life is fine you little emo piece of shit. Buck up already!
I know. I know… I know… But I still feel lower than dirt, unwanted, and pathetic.
You are but beyond that everything is fine. So shut the fuck up and stop crying.
Gods, I’m trying. I just wish this feeling would stop or ease up instead of intensifying when I’m by myself.
It’s another weekend. You’re almost always by yourself. Get over it.
It hurts to breath from crying. Gods, I know things are pretty well but why do I always get this way? I just… want to be around people…
Stop crying. It’s not helping.
…I know…
I am Terra 