It’s so funny.
I’m better off dead. Maybe it’s true, no one will miss me, and I know that’s such a blanket statement, but it’s true. People around me don’t know me. I know that it’s my fault that they don’t because I push everyone away and never let anyone in. They won’t understand if I did anyway. No one truly knows me, so they won’t miss me because they will miss the part I willingly show them, a mask. I’m so tired, and I know I’m not the only one. I might not have it so bad compared to other people, but I feel […]
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