“Who am I? Who am I trying to be? Not myself, anyone but myself. Living in a fantasy to bury the reality making myself the mystery; a strong facade disguising the misery. Empty but beyond the point of emptiness, full to the brim of fake confidence. A guard that will never be broken because I broke it long time ago. I am hurting but don t tell anyone, no one needs to know. Don t show or you ve failed, always ok, always fine, always on the show. The show must go on, it will never stop. The show must not go on but I […]
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she is someone i like. i don t even really know know her but i already know she s someone i would love..oh..and i d so love her..she is..i don t even know how to describe her…she is the no.1 reason i smile lately. and she doesn t even have a clue on what effect she has on me or how i am using her. she just guesses… maybe it s better this way. i want her in countless ways..and maybe i d dare to want her only for myself. it s so natural to like her. i sometimes want to let her know the […]
i want to inspire you, to challenge you to feel like you haven t felt before.i want to know you…as i told you so many time: i wanna know what makes you tick,babe. you are so adorable that i feel the need to be overprotective with you…it s hard to restrain myself, it s hard to restrain myself to not love you because i already told you, you are soooo easy to love.your simplicity and natural way of being overwhelmes me … it makes me think…would it be ok for her to be mine?could i love her the way she deserves to be loved? would […]
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you are you and i am me.we could be us…it would be..how can i put this..brilliant would be an understatement.i lose myself in your details and i lose myself more when u tell me that “i love you is because i don t love you yet” . i ask you again..can you see yourself? can u observe yourself like i do? i don t know you…i mean come on…i don t know you but it s enough to hear you…to listen to how you laugh and speak..and to imagine the expression of your face..and i already know i like you. and jesus…i so like you.i […]
wtfffff?…i hate that *****….i d kill it if i could..too bad it killed me.
cause of death: natural cause-depression.
save us all the fucking drama.
and i m not even supposed to be alive…why am i though? probably just so that i can end it…
it s gotta happen…suffering like this is not supposed to be.
just an idea….
a person. i used to be someone i liked and admired.not anymore. i m empty, i m a shell, i m a body on autopilot, i m a shadow of an old me. that kills me…i cannot go on without myself.there s no point to the misery, the agony,the pain, the craving for myself.i ve lost all that mattered.my dream consumed me and sometimes there s no other poison like a dream,and that poison killed me. also..there s no other drug to a person than another person…fact!
don t cry because i m gone, smile because i was here.
and that poison is slowly,but surely, killing me.
peace out!
period.
i really am..it hurts like hell knowing how much i m gonna hurt you. can t you understand that breathing hurts? i guess i doesn t make sense for the nondepressed. when i think about it…you shouldn t have bothered having another child, myself, not when things end up like this, not when i want to take my own life.i wish you didn t care….but you so do…you d give your own life for me…and yet…all i fantasize is death. why the fuck does it have to be like this?really?it makes 0 sense….soon there will be no more questions. Can t find paradise on the […]
make a good, strong lemonade, pour some poison in it…drink it and peace the fuck out!
it s called suicide.
excuse my morbid point of view.
isn t it enough we suffer every second because of depression or other things that mess up with our brain?
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