At what point do you decide to stop listening to your head? My head keeps telling me how much of an idiot I am. How much I've screwed up. How I'll never be anything more than that. Ugh! I don't even know what else to think. I feel that it's all so true. I think of things that have happened and what is wrong with me. I'm hurt but I have to past a smile on my face and just pretend everything's great! So that's what I'm going to do. Pretend that everything's perfect in my life!
I'm tired of not being a priority. Stop telling me I am if I'm not. You clearly would rather spend time with your other friends than me. I'm done. The thoughts I have almost every time I get into a car are so unhealthy. It's because no one would even notice if anything happened to me. It's better that way. You deserve better. But you won't read this any way because you don't care! Because you like the title but you don't actually love me. I can't do it any more!
