i sometimes believe this but then i remember that God made me for a purpose and i should live to fulfill that purpose and he is someone that i can depend on, someone that will never let me down, someone that i can trust who will never leave my side.
When I thought everything will be ok and I'll finally be happy. I see pictures that break my heart. She's happy now and I'm here drowning in sorrow. No one will like this fucking piece of shit that I am. I'm fat ugly and worthless.