Remember Your Goal.

Fuck trying to be good enough.

Whatever I do, however hard I push myself to be better for you, never fucking works. Every day is just one day closer to you leaving me. And I can’t fucking take it anymore, it’s like every second I’m becoming less and less of a priority to you, fuck that, I’m not even a priority anymore. Maybe I was too much of a mess for you, maybe you just wanted me for purely selfish reasons, and now you’re bored and tired of me. I’m sorry that I’m such a bitch, but I promise never to bother you again. Never to bother anyone again. What’s the fucking point in it all.