The only reason I’m still alive Is that I’m so afraid of failure, that I can’t even pursue to take my own life. I am so afraid of surviving yet another attempt. How pathetic is that?
I see no light in the end of the tunnel, my future is a void, a black hole, where nothing can or will exist. I usually hate every single person I meet, not because they are rude, just because I feel inferior, they are happy, lovable, beautiful.
I can never hide, or run from this feelings I’m having. I can’t talk about these feelings, because they are so deeply rooted that […]