I hate everything.  Someone once told me not to put all your eggs in one basket because once that basket isn’t around you won’t be able to hold all the eggs alone. I didn’t listen. It sucks when I’m always around to hold other peoples eggs, no matter who they are or when they need help or what I need to do at the moment or the next day, I always make time for other peoples eggs, but when I need some help everyone else is busy.  So now I’m just dropping eggs because I can’t handle my life and nothing is fari or good and life isn’t worth it.  

you know i’m feeling shitty when i’m back to tumblr.