There is nothing else i an think about now, than not being here. I just.. I don’t want to be here anymore, i don’t feel alive, Â i don’t feel like i belong here. Lately i just feel like i am staying alive for my parents, because i do know that they would be devestated if they lost me – even though it in many ways, would probably be much easier.. My mother said that she couldn’ take this no longer. I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to think anymore. I just wish that i could disapear away from this planet. Everything […]
twinkletoes
twinkletoes
Born a dreamer, with a love for second hand stores, old records, polaroid pictures, candles and big citys. If i were a room i would be a dusty, old library only lit up by a few candles, and filled up with rows up and rows down, of ancient books, that everybody forgot about, and no one knew excisted. "i can't explain myself" Alice said to the Caterpillar, "'cause i'm not myself, you see"
I am surrounded by an incredible sadness. It lives inside of me, in the people that I met, it is around me, it is everywhere. It is me.
Or well, I don’t know if you can call it an actual sadness, maybe just more emptiness. That is what I feel. I feel empty.
Like a shallow shell, just wandering around in the world, with no care for anything or anybody.
I just think that I have given up in a way. I see no point in fighting, because I don’t feel like there is anything to fight. This is just who I am, maybe this […]