(Source: orangemuses)

It seems everybody gets the person they want where as I’m just stuck behind to do nothing but contemplate what I would like but can never have;
I just fucking hate myself I fucking hate myself,
and no one knows about my blog so hopefully I can keep it that way.
I fucking hate everything about myself and no one should ever care about me,
Hopefully I’ll be dead soon. 

I’m in the middle of everything, I’m a just a phase,
I’m not smart of enough to appeal intellectually, I’m not strong enough to appeal to sport, I’m not talented or gifted enough to be anything special,
I’m really just nothing, not special, not gifted, I can’t offer a single fucking thing to anyone. The only real question about me is why do I breathe?

I hope you’re happy - I don’t mean that maliciously - because I’m not; hopefully you’ve moved on and you’re happy
I’m just a fuck up, a waste, pointless,
I’ve fucked up friendships, I’ve fucked up how I function, I’ve fucked up everything.
I’m no good to anyone and less than nothing to myself.