my entire left ankle just died. I cannot walk at all. I’m limp on bed, and the pain is making me cry involuntarily.
I’ll never know if I’m doing enough to make others happy, I’ll never know if I radiate enough light for others to feed on but I do try and sometimes I put that uncertainty to God so that I’ll feel satisfied.
bottom line is: I’m still not doing enough to make people happy
i need some time to get my energy and concentration back so that I can do things properly I’m drained and completely out and I can’t do anything and my bloody left leg just gave me the most sharpest pain i could feel i can’t even walk and my dad had to carry me to my room yup great day lads
fucking hell I hate this feeling I want to sleep it off and wake up and tell myself that it’s not there anymore but it’ll just be like drinking the entire night and waking up telling yourself you didn’t do shit the entire time you were drunk
I deleted your contact and blocked you from my whatsapp. but weirdly your twitter convo came up and I read through wht happened 3/4 months ago and I felt that sense of emptiness creep up again.
thankfully i was rejuvenated by a message by someone else, no matter the mood our conversation was in.
honestly how the fuck did I forget that. what the fuck. what the fuck. what the fuck. what the fucking fuck.
I feel like ripping my heart out I’m so useless what am I doing to this world or anyone I’m just using up people’s oxygen??
Never doubted my abilities
However I’ve started to recently, and I honestly cannot live with myself for it.
I cannot do this alone