2 a.m
My head hurt, I have a fucking headache.
Why? Because I'm crying too much, It's not like it's something new but in this moment it's different, I feel like it's eating me, I can't move, can't breath, I just feel my body being swallowed by my bed.
5 a.m
I'm still awake, now it's not me crying who's eating me but it's my mind, my black mind.
During the day I'm the energetic, and funny friends, but when the night comes I become the contrary. I'm scared of myself and of my thought. What if one day I will just end myself because of her?
10 a.m
A new day begin and I'm back with my good attitude because I don't want people to be worry for me. What if someone where there in my mind for helping me every time? Maybe it'll more easy. Thanks god you're here and even if I don't really tell you everything you know me and you know when I need you.
