some days i don’t want to be alive, some days i feel ok, some days i don’t even feel alive. some days i want to hurt myself, end it all, just stop everything, some days i’m excited for the future and can’t wait to live my life. some days my mind is clear and i can focus and think, some days i’m a mess who can’t even remember to brush my hair. some days i’m really motivated, i eat breakfast, i clean my room, i catch up on school, i’m productive, some days i can’t, i lay in bed and do nothing, i don’t shower, i don’t get dressed, i don’t talk to anyone, i don’t get up, i do nothing. some days i hate myself, i hate how i look, i hate how i act, i hate who i am, i don’t want to be me i just want to be gone, some days i love myself, i feel like i am amazing, like i can do anything, like i am the best. some days i think i’m ok, i think i feel ok now so that must mean i’m faking it, i don’t actually need help, i just want attention, i’m an attention seeking bitch who faked it because that’s the only explanation for me being ok, even tho deep down i know i’m not ok and rlly do need help