Really. Who would even love me, or have any kind of feelings for me? Better yet, who'd love my body? Fuck.
I don't like being depressed. It's really sad and pathetic. And. I mean. What do I talk about? When I look at myself, and then compare me to some other guys, I'm like. Worthless. Really. I can't compare to others in any category. I'm actually not even sure if depression ties in with feeling worthless. It's not depression then, never-mind. It's like a wonderful mix of worthlessness, social anxiety, sulking, and loneliness. But. It could be worse, right?
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