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I don’t know how to keep trying. i just want to give up. no one cares. i’m no one. what’s the point anymore. I disappoint everyone around me. i’m nothing. i’m nothing. no one wants me. no one. i’m nothing. it’d be easier without me. i’m never enough. nothings ever enough. i’ll never be enough. I hate myself. I hate that i’m sad. I hate that no one loves me. I hate that I can’t love myself. I hate that I can’t care about myself more than others. what’s wrong with me. why can’t I be normal. why can’t I be happy. why do I think about everything that I don’t have. everything I want. I just wish I could feel the love I feel for people. but no one loves me. i’m nothing. i’ll always be nothing. nothing.

So I rarely post on here but it’s the middle of the night and my boyfriend has been sleeping since 8. I’ve had all this time to think myself into a deep hole and want to talk about it.
There isn’t a day that goes by in my little life that I don’t think about my boyfriend. He’s my world, everything to me. And you can think all you want about “young love” but I don’t care. I plan on spending my life with this man. We started dating on November 17, 2012. Over the past year a couple months we’ve been together, we’ve been inseparable. We understand each other and joke around. We can be assholes one minute and laughing and kissing the next like nothing was even bothering us. We sleep together every night we can and we spend as much time together as possible. He is the first person I could see every day and never get sick of. He is the reason I wake up in the morning. Why I want to succeed in my life. So we have a beautiful future. I’m 18 years old and thinking about being with him for the rest of my life makes me feel so comfortable and happy. My friends say they can see us getting married and that they wish they had a relationship like ours. I never felt as though my feelings were as equally felt in another human being until I met him. I love this boy with all my heart and that will never change.

love relationship nohateplz

lubzores

i really want to hold your hand.

lubzores

I have so missed the anxious, excited, happy feeling that comes with finding someone you really like.

lubzores

It’s strange how I can think I like someone for months and then when someone I actually do like comes along and I realize that feeling I mistook for liking that other person becomes comparable to how I feel when my dog greets me after coming home. its just a pleasant disillusionment!