I just want to be loved and adored as much as I love and adore the rest of the world. I know I need a little bit more than that because I’m all mentally broken n shit, and I know that’s asking too much, but I need it. The saddest part is I know it will never happen. Which brings me to same question everyday, why the fuck am I alive. Would you keep using the same old broken coffee machine for the rest of your life? No, you’d throw that fucker away.
What is the fucking point