The sense of diziness and nausea that always accompanies the feeling of emptiness, of hollowness, of not belonging. I can't blame anyone but myself. Because I am so selfish, so weak, so worthless.
If I'm not weak and worthless, why can't I do anything right? Why do I only make things worse? Why did it happen?


I cannot blame anyone else but me. If I wasn't so selfish, so lazy, so bad tempered, I wouldn't be where I was now.


I'm worht nothing. I'm good at nothing. I just want to go to sleep, sleep for the rest of my life.

I won't post this on my other journal.I'm already fed up of the reactions I get.