I’m so tired.
I hate myself. I hate my body. I hate my voice, my weight, my scars, my fat, everything about myself. I hate that I hate myself. I hate that I try and try and my best is never good enough. I hate that I hate myself. I hate being such a failure. I’m so tired of being tired. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. And I don’t know how to fix it. And I don’t know how much longer I can do this by myself.
(Source: notoneamongthemknows)








