I’m sick of always being that person. That person people think is weird, awkward and unimportant. A creep.

I’m sick of being treated poorly. There’s no way I can’t believe my thoughts about me. There’s literally no reason to think otherwise.

I’m craving being treated with respect, being mutually loved or fancied, instead all my efforts at flirting, trying to approach someone I like, they end up with me being humiliated cos no one is interested in talking to me. Or people just see me as fun for a one night stand.

I’m sick of being a loser, being seen like one, being treated like one.

I’m a good looking guy, kind, understanding, friendly, genuine. I don’t get why people feel like they can play me or make fun of me or ignore me. What the fuck have I done to deserve this??

There’s horrible people out there, fake, obnoxious, straight up evil, cheaters, who never struggle to get relationships or being surrounded by long time friends, while I only seem to attract the toxic kind of people, who take advantage of my good heart and make fun of me.

I’ve tried to change my whole life, the way I am, the way I relate to others. The places I go to. Nothing seems to ever work. So what the hell is the point of being alive?

I just feel like a better way to spend my time is to find the courage to end my life.

I’m literally a waste of space on this planet. A mediocre living piece of meat with no purpose, taking up living space feeling miserable all the time.