I just want that feeling of relief I use to get when you wrapped your arms around me.Where can i run when hell is in my head?I’m trying to do what’s best for you and you won’t let me. just let me.With a few well-placed sentences, I can go from tired to tearful.
I wish I had a better control on my emotions.
I wish I was less of a wreck.I feel like everyone expects too much out of me.
I’m under so much pressure to be someone I just can’t be.
I just can’t do this anymore.
I’m so fucking sick of disappointing people… I’m sick of it!
Please… please don’t expect so much out of me.
I promise I’m going to fail.What if you compares me to her, or anyone really? I can’t compete… they’ll win.. and me? I’ll lose…. everything.The one person i want so desperately because you make me laugh & smile and forget about all my troubles and give me this feeling that no one else has on me but i can’t have you.
i miss you like hell, and it fucking sucks.I’m freezing cold and I can’t sleep.Realizing that I’ll never be better or more attractive than any of your exes, ever.Realizing that death is harder than it seems.Remembering every fucking shitty thing about myself so my self esteem rapidly spirals downward.not good enough for you in any way and never will be..Some people are afraid of not being good enough for other people. But the worst feeling is knowing I’ll never be good enough for myself. Because that’s when I start to become my own worst enemy.