Losing my dad has been the worst nightmare of my life.
The void… that existing void that I feel… I think it’ll never go away.
My life changed completely in just a couple of months.
I miss him so, so much that I can’t believe how things turned this year.
I hate it. I hate this, I hate the feeling, I hate the sorrow… the thing is, i don’t care if I die today, tomorrow or soon. Nothing matters to me anymore.
Just because you don’t see the struggle, doesn’t mean I’m not struggling.
Every day is hard. Every single day.
all my girls with bellies that stick out, youre cute as FUCK your body is beautiful and you deserve high self esteem and love