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This is what i’m thinking right now and it always changes so in half an hour i’ll probably feel differently haha.

I feel like you don’t want to see me or even talk to me any more let alone actually try making an effort to make me feel good or anything, I try for you but it just gets passed of by a “yeah” or something. I don’t know what i’ve done? Or if i’ve even done anything it’s probably just my brain whirling and I hope you don’t read this. Have you just lost interest and want to move on? are you sick of me? do you want someone else? Do you need me, pretty sure you don’t at all. But I need you and it’s so frustrating that you could so easily leave me and just not care and i’d be left with no one. I don’t know what the point of this is, just a stupid ramble to stop me saying this stuff to you, so I don’t fuck up stuff even more.

And why I started crying in the park was because I couldn’t think of anything positive about life, not just MY life I mean I have a good life, but just life in general Apart of me hates you all and I really wouldn’t care if I disappeared, it’s all so pointless. This. Is. Pointless.