You get to a point in life where you grow up
and you realise your nearly 22, apart from your parents your no one gives a fuck about you
you live in the middle of scotland, next to nowhere, with your parents and your stuck there because you owe them tens of thousands of pounds. You are still living in your teenage years.
And your not a very nice person to be around.
And the worst thing is no one likes you because your needy.
But you need people, because you have no one.
If I died right now there would be four people at the funeral. My parents, my brother and his partner. THAT IS FACT.
HOW THE FUCK DO I CHANGE THIS HELL I’VE BUILT FOR MYSELF
SOMEONE HELP ME, please :.(
and let it fuck you up the arse
it’s what is expected…
For the people outside the community. That’s why we cut, that’s why we cry, that’s why we’re alone. Don’t die- That’s what they want.
You were to far away anyway.
i can see each group of people ive ever been close with, still there, still happy and still not wanting me anymore. It’s a very hard process. I would just love to leave. If only I could