I still believe things will change. I have hope. I believe in the impossible. What I want and need will never happens, but this ridiculous hope keeps me alive.
I know all of you are still here because of the hope too (well, maybe there are also another reasons, but this is the main one)
When the hope is over we will give up
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“Hope is the pain we feel that makes us try again” – Chico Science
I honestly hate hope. It’s a seriously annoying phenomenon that creeps in against my will EVERY SINGLE TIME I am resolved to killing myself. I HATE it because shit NEVER changes! It’s like my brain trying to keep my alive.
“When the hope is over we will give up”. This seems true. Thanks for putting it so few words.