This might be the end of the road
…lonely.
Imaginary exercises, running without stopping
I don’t wanna keep living this life with these thoughts. If nothing changes, I’m out
Are humans the most dangerous creatures on this plane?
Why do people like to play mind or psychological games instead of being frank and honest?
Why are some humans so evil and stupid, why are some fake, why are some smart yet stupid or crazy at the same time
The people that I live with in this house or city, they don’t care about me, they want to destroy me, they don’t care if I die
Is this love that I’m feeling, is this the love that I’ve been searching for
How much more do I have to suffer. Why do I have to keep holding on, why can’t I find a solution, I’m tired, please stop torturing me
If it was easy I would have done it already. It’s not piece of cake because the survival instinct is hard for me to overcome, almost impossible
31 years old and I feel like dying
I feel old
I hate humans. Why the fuc do I have to always be some people’s fool, why do I always let myself fall in a trap, I don’t have balls, I’m always weaker than them
It’s hard, it’s sad. It sucks, I’m a weak ass
It’s hard to keep living but killing myself is hard to do
What keeps me here on earth are the pills that I’m taking for my mental health
50 Cent – ”death gotta be easy cause life is hard, it will leave you physically, mentally, emotionally scarred”
Feeling down, feeling like sh!t
This world is like a prison for souls. I believe I have a soul because I felt a deep pain in my chest which is not physical, every time I got upset. I don’t understand this world. I always retain and remember people’s zodiac signs. I feel like many people are fake. I don’t have deep relationships with anyone. I live with my mother and grandmother for the last five or more years and I had many upsets because of them. I also take some pills for mental health over the last ten years but I’ve had many ups and downs daily and many revelations […]
Many nights I think about doing it