Sometimes I think reality is a dream. A bad dream. Even though this is really vivid & I can feel every little thing, I think, maybe if it all ended, I’ll wake up in a better life. I’m just in some coma, living another life in my dream. That’s what I tell myself. Reality is the most scary thingeverybody has to face. Judgement is literally a thing. Every day, I make my “painting” better by adding more lines to it, hoping I’ll wake up. The more I paint, the more I wanna be a heartless person or just end this pain. I think the sabotage […]
It took me a while to figure out how useless cutting was and how much easier it is go suicide.To get teased and called offensivr names every day, why do I have to life through this? I thought of so many ways to die. I didn’t want my parents to see their daughter outside their backyard or in their room and I didnt want to be on the front cover of a newspaper. I kept staring at bottles. Was it worth it? I lost all the courage that got me here and realized, maybe not today or tomorrow. Its temporary. Please everybody, temporary pain will […]