Beautiful girls aren't this depressed and please it breaks me even more when people try to convince me im beautiful because when you tell me that i want to believe you care and then when i believe you care i cant kill myself
I hate it. I'm here but I'm not (lost in a brain fog). They care but they don't (at the end of the day it's every man, woman, and child for themselves). I belong but I don't ( I live in Stl, but I have close friends here... I'm an outsider looking in).