hello.This is my story.I’m Cristina.I’m alone.I don’t know what is that word called “love”.I’m just a girl.I’m just a lonely girl.And I wanna die.There were so many times when I wanted to end my life but I couldn’t.Now what am I supposed to do?I just sit down and wait for somebody  to come and save me for depression.I need someone to talk to me and give me a reason to smile.I already started to cut myself.I’m bleeding outside now.But I’m also bleeding inside.
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I wonder why we never meet the one we need.
because we are meant do die alone.
but i see people around me who are happy and have people who care about them. the sad thing is that not everyone is alone. but we are.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SC70HxuM64k
You are not alone.
Why are we the ones alone? when others have people? why do they say they care, when they dont act like it?
I think we are alone because we remind “happy” people of deep sadness that they wish to bury. We interrupt their happiness. I wish all of us could come together and support eachother in the way that only we know how to, but we wear such elaborate visages of contentment to hide the chaos beneath from those that don’t understand.
Thats so true. I wish I had someone to talk to… Nobody here would even think I feel so alone. I just wish I could find someone to relate to.