Life is so complicated.
Why is my sense of logic so haywire.
If peace is what I want, is it really what’s best for me.
Feeling like I just want to get over it but what if I regret doing that.
UGH HURTING OTHERS SO THAT I DON’T GET HURT MYSELF IS DESPICABLE .
Not that I intentionally hurt others but I just can’t even comprehend my own thoughts and actions sometimes.
I’m always at fault, I’m always wrong.
Why was I even born.
I hate myself.