i broke up with my boyfriend
ever since my sister died he had been distant with me. i kept telling myself that he was just giving me space.
we met up today and it turns out he was seeing another girl. he yelled at me and said he didn’t want to deal with all my drama and that his new girlfriend was “drama-free”.
i loved him. he was always there for me. whenever i was sad, he would let me cry over his shoulder. i thought he understood.
turns out he was just a fake like pretty much everyone in this world.
fuck this
fuck him
fuck me
getting emotionally attached to my pencil lately
been stabbing myself with it in the arm
i don’t want to be here anymore.
who do i have to fight for?
my sister, and my boyfriend were the only two things i had left to live for
but now i have nothing- so what’s the point?