“It’s twenty times better to be friends
with someone
than it is to be in love with them.”

i am sick. i am sad. i am crap.





i am without you.
i can't even breathe.

help.

What do you want? What do you want? Over and over again as though the question itself will bring an answer. Nothing. Nothing comes. I want nothing.
This is what my life is really like. I think you tend to romanticize me, but this is reality.
P.S Am I suppost to feel sorry for you, or think you’re grotesque?
P.P.S I am not afraid of you anymore, I’m more afraid of myself.

captivus interruptus

 



These thick restraints on my arms and legs cripple me, and suddenly I am sure I will spend the rest of my life in chains.

 




These feelings won't go away.