I know I shouldnt be the one crying cos I dont have it worst. But all I ever do is cry. And when I dont cry, Im upset about literally everything. Honestly, I dont even think it's even possible for me to be satisfied at all.
But it hurts to breathe. I hate it here. Why am I like this. Its oh so sickening. Whats pretty that I could look forward to? Things that distract me need money. And people, they all just think about themselves.
Its the same narration every single day. I know it bores all you readers out there but it doesnt make them all any less true.
The skin underneathe my eye hurts cos I've been vigorously wiping my tears away so no one would fucking watch. But yeah, the skin stings right about now. Not as much as life though.
I wish there were 2 of me so the other me could shield me when Im crying or just simply take over when Im down. omg, what is wrong with me..
I hate it here. i really do.
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