My heart aches and it shiver and I shake and I tremble and I get physically cold. And the only way to make myself cry is to constantly insult myself and put myself down. And I do it because its the only way I release all my emotions that I’ve built up from so many things before me. And it entirely sucks but the thing that makes me cry is that everything I say I know is true. So welcome, welcome to my pathetic life or inadequacy and stupidity and patheticness.