Despite my moment of weakness (the moment that feels eternal), I try to find happiness. I find happiness in others and all I need to do is push myself. but it's so hard sometimes 

I'm trying

I have no idea why I have these unbearable emotions when I think about the fact that I can't make you happy, it brings me down so fast that if somebody tells me I did something wrong or incorrect or anything that's not good, I just feel so... It makes me think about all of the things I hate and it ruins me. I'm ruined

“I gave you things I wasn’t sure I even had.”