The Only People For Me Are The Mad Ones...

i really want to just walk into the shower fully clothed and turn it on and get soaked and sit on the floor and cry like they do in films it looks fulfilling

Reblog if you think no one has a crush on you.
This is the story of my life

This is the story of my life

I’ve come to the conclusion that I hate myself. I hate how I look. I hate how I eat. I hate how I dress. I hate how I act. And most of all I hate how incredibly simple I’ve become. I used to be someone people admired, looked up too, strived to be like, was jealous of, and one whom people wanted to befriend. Not anymore. I’m too simple for that now.

Reblog if you just don’t give a fuck anymore.