I've been spending way too much time trying to run away from the pain now. I think I'll have to stop and let it destroy me now.
I can't even look in the mirror anymore, I can't look at the pictures of my past self cause it reminds me of who I used to be... carefree and truly fucking happy.
I don't even know who I am anymore, I am a shadow of who I want to be.
I feel like a chameleon, changing who I am, my personality according to who I'm with but when I'm alone I'm just this giant ball who's emotionally exhausted and downright awful.
I can't do this anymore bruh. It hurts too much.
I feel empty on the inside.
I can't get over this overwhelming sadness and guilt.
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Just Me Ranting
Non-Fictiondon't read it lmao, it just felt calming to post it as a book or whatever. TW if your sorry ass is reading this, mentions of su!c!dal thoughts and self h@rm.
