30 7 / 2014
26 7 / 2014
Annoyed, mad and upset because she says “we” like she ever asked me what I wanted. Mad because she keeps saying “he’s depressed” without apparently noticing the fact that I am, too.
Forever the one being put on the back burner because I guess when you’re the one that doesn’t need help, they don’t give a shit. You can’t be everyone’s savior, stop fucking trying.