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i posted nude selfys Now my life is crumbling. my grades are better than ever, I’m not eating again so I look great supper skinny like a coked up super model, i’ve relapsed, so I am coked up and smoking weed like a rasta and i live in a constant state of sadness and anxiety endless appetite for rough sex like what the fuck. i’ve lost all direction. idk what to do with myself. before i had this idea of the future and what i wanted but that was because i was with matt and i thought that we would be together. we talked about it and we both wanted each other for a long time but thats all gone now and I’m not sure what the hell to do. I’m not happy. i hate my school. i don’t have friends. i don’t have any idea where my life is going. i generally just want to disappear. i just want to run away without telling anyone where I’m going and leave this life. even if i did that it wouldn’t fix anything. id still feel terrible all the time and have this pain that won’t go away. I’m so lost and i feel so broken. i feel so incapable of puling myself together. and i mostly feel pathetic because its been a month and i still pray for him to love me again. i still hope to god that he’ll knock on my door and say he wants me back because he can’t live without me. i feel so pathetic because i love him and i would still drop everything for him. i feel so worthless because i gave him fucking everything and it wasn’t good enough but i know that id keep giving him everything if i could. i feel so stupid because for a while i really believed that it would last and that i was going to be happy. i cry practically every night and it gives me a headache and i just want this all to end. i wish i could wipe my memory and forget about him and everyone and everything before him. i wish i was someone else without these memories that keep me awake. i wish i never met matt. its fucked up to make someone feel so happy after being so unhappy for so long than just take it away. i wish i never met him because now he’s on my mind every second of the day. his eyes and his arms and his voice and his laugh and how he made me feel alive. i don’t want these memories because they’re killing me. maybe i should just let them, though. I’m getting so fucking tired of being alive.