I get it, you don’t want me. You’ve
made your feelings perfectly clear

You don’t have to keep insulting me/hurting me. I’ve got an eye test in an hour, I don’t need to be hysterically crying like all day yesterday

I’ve officially hit rock bottom bottom. You win.

I thought you loved me

And I just get more insults. Help me please

Someone, please, give me a realistic, achievable answer where I don’t need to quit uni

People are happy to sit passing judgement on you, but ask them to get their fingers dirty they run a fucking mile

No one will fucking help me

I don’t have the fucking support network most people have

I can’t go to hell, I’m already here

She went for him, like a physical altercation.

I can’t post every single thing on here, but as I had to explain to her (after I physically separated the fight) is that I want to be able to just go before anyone is alerted and manages to do something to stop me.

Then someone barged in middle of the night whilst we were in bed together sleeping to call me all sorts of names, whist she (scheme girl) flew up out the bed and went for him. I feel like everyone fucking hates me, but I love you so so much it hurts.

You have no idea what’s going on.

I’ve spent 48 hours with my friend who lost her mum on Christmas Eve whilst she got to let everything off her chest, and a surprising chunk of that was trying to come up with every plan under the sun to get me out of here.