killmerightnowplease

[killmerightnowplease]

'The Moonlight Ride' by Gustave Dore, 1876.

[killmerightnowplease]

i feel like my life is useless and i am not just saying this, i feel it in the broader sense of the word. i feel like i shouldn't even be breathing, i feel like every breath is a mistake, i feel like a malignant tumor, alive with no purpose, bothering everyone else, while everyone else has a purpose i just remain, god knows why i haven't offed myself yet, lack of courage maybe, because i really dont think things are bound to get any better. it just hit me right now in the silence of my empty house, while i was breathing, how utterly uselesss i am, how pathetic, what am i living for? why do i insist? i get migraines everyday. my body is decaying

[killmerightnowplease]

i tried so hard but i'm going back into my old ways of demanding too much affection too much attention from anyone and everyone and i wish i wasn't because i worked so hard to be here and not be emotionally dependent on anyone and realizing this last night made me want to cry

[killmerightnowplease]

i am my mothers daughter and that is the greatest tragedy that have ever struck me