I’m sorry I’m the worst piece of shit ever. I wish your daughter didn’t give birth to me, all the time. 

Buying insurance seems meaningless when you’re not a big fan of living. 

Why do some people struggle with sins that don’t make them an asshole but every sin I struggle with makes me the worst person alive. 

It feels so lonely. I don’t want to tell my bestfriend cause she’s got more than she can handle on her plate. I don’t want to tell my boyfriend cause he’ll tell me “jiayou”, and I don’t know what to do with that lol.

I need a hug. Or a beer. 

I’m filled with so many unpleasant thoughts right now I want to run away from them and die somewhere so that I don’t have to face myself. 

O lord, take me when I’m young? :’(