The World Hates Me - Tumblr Posts

It’s the constant guilt of being alive in a world that has never wanted me and never will. To the point where most of the time I’m just apologizing for being alive when no one wants me to be and taking up space where I’m not wanted or welcome.

Not my house storage room catching on fire. This world must really hate me. But thank god it was a small fire and no significant damage was caused