I’m feeling so much shit right now that I can’t even be arsed to make this poetic, I just need to write because I can’t cry.
I do not understand why I insist on torturing myself over something I can’t change. I’m just rehashing it over and over when I know it only makes me feel bad but I still can’t stop.
I feel so bitter and jealous and inferior and angry and so many things I haven’t felt in a long time. I wish I was capable of tears right now.
Just fuck it. I didn’t expect it would be like this. I never wanted to feel this resentful again and I fucking hate myself for this.