what do you do when your life is shit and self harm is not an option because your psychologist checks your body for scars?

Feeling alone in a room full of people is probably the worst feeling ever.

Some friends just aren’t what you thought they were.

I’m just waiting for my kind to come pick me up, because I certainly don’t belong here.

I wish I could be all alone in this world. That would make it so much easier to escape from it.