She looks so happy. She sounds so proud. Her laugh is so rich, it makes you laugh with her. Her face glows, like the morning sun. Her smile; so bright, so welcoming. Her heart feels like home to others. But for her, its just hell. She welcomes you with arms wide open, and you embrace her. But only for a while, for you must go. Leaving her behind, as though you were never even there. And so she hides herself, behind this glowing mask.
Her happiness is a mask for her hurt. Her pride is a mask for her guilt and regrets. Her rich laughter […]
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hitlerschild
hitlerschild
I am 17, and i am severly depressed, but I smile for the world. My name on here is Hitlerschild, because i do indeed compare my father to hitler. i'm quite sure he is the cause of my depression, and i know he is the reason i have suicidal thoughts.