I regret every day of my life

not for living (or not living), but for all the experiences/ oppotunities life has to offer, and I do none of them

I sit here and pig out on chocolate and post on here and think oh my god, why. why is my life so ****ed up

no one will talk about me when I die, I wouldn't want them to. some of the stuff they'd say about me is very disturbing (she was a low life, a couch potato, a greedy pig, a mental screw up) I don't want that