I can’t understand how I make myself believe I’m worth anyone’s time. I’m sick of people, and no matter how many good, nice, amazing and beautiful things are out there… there will always be bad, selfish, horrible people to remind me that I’m not worth anything. Every single good thing that has happened to me in my life, has never lasted. And now I find it hard to believe happiness is even possible for me, because when it happens, I’m just waiting for it to all fall apart.

-me