Have you read my poetry?

I’m a waste. I’m a failure. I’m no good. I’m broken. My best isn’t good enough. It will never be good enough for her or for anyone else. I just want to go away…

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(Source: addicted-to-self-destruction, via kataangftw)

Some nights i just stare at the ceiling and wait.

I just don’t know what to do any more