I just wish I had somebody who showed interest in me. Who asked me how my day went and generally cared about the answer. Somebody who wanted to talk to me all the time, and would think about me when we weren’t. I just want someone to care about me, or to want me. And I feel like for me maybe it’s too much to ask for.
Just because someone’s parents are together, someone has a nice house, has nice clothes, isn’t poor, eats every day and has a loving family doesn’t mean they can’t be depressed, have anxiety, an eating disorder, self harm issues, or any other problem.
THIS. I WISH I COULD FUCKING EMPHASIZE THIS SO HARD.
I want to throw up
I want to make out with you
I want to slam my head into the pavement
im not even a 2nd choice anymore, im like a 193847271th choice