Hello, my name is ... ϟ
A daydreamer. Opinionated. Unpredictable. A work in progress. Je suis jeune et les jeunes coeurs ne peuvent etre triste indefiniment. "After all this time? "Always." ♥
The Voice:Today will be like every other day. A total disaster.
Me:Wow, I look pretty today.
The Voice:Look at you. You're disgusting. Do you see all those imperfections? Why are you so ugly?
Me:They're not ignoring me on purpose. I shouldn't take it personally.
The Voice:No one wants to see you. No one wants to talk to you. Who wants to hang around a freak?
Me:I can do better in school.
The Voice:Your grades are terrible. You might as well have straight F's. You should just drop out now. You can't pull up those grades.
Me:Maybe someone actually does care about me.
The Voice:No one cares about you. They're all pretending to like you. No one will ever love you. You don't deserve love.
Me:I will stop destroying my body.
The Voice:No, you won't. You're a slave to self-harm. You will be for the rest of your life.
Me:I have to start thinking more positive;
The Voice:Disgusting. Fat. Ugly. Worthless. Weird. Freak. Depression. Suicide. Blades. Blood. Death. Why are you still here? No one wants you hear. They'll be better off without you. No one will care if you're gone.
Me:When will I be truly happy? When will this depression end?
The Voice:Never. Better get comfortable. As long as I'm here, you'll stay in the darkness. Welcome to Hell, sweetie.