ONEHUNDREDANDFIFTYFIVE.

i'm so sick of living.



i just want someone to truly care for me, to truly support me in whatever i do. i just want someone who loves me truly and swears never to hurt me in any way. i just want someone to be there always. someone who understands and is able to take my mood swings instead of arguing back with me. i want someone who will just give me big tight hug whenever i start to lose my temper and tell me that everything is ok. when i tell him i dont want to continue living, i want him to hold me close, kiss me and tell me that nothing's going to happen instead of saying "ok, come let's die together." is that so self-centered of me to want all these things? is it?

is that too much to ask for?