Just find me a reason or a way out.

I fucking hate sharing a room. Because, pardon my language, but sometimes I just need to scream at the top of my lungs how much I hate myself and the decisions I make to fall for anyone's shit spewing from their mouth any time they say they ever even thought twice about how I felt for once. I have to suffocate on my own tears until either I fall asleep, or I just die. And I know it's not what I'll want in the log run, but my bones supporting chest can't handle this earthquake my heart is putting on much longer. I just can't be here. I just can't find a reason.