Why do I listen to others, why do I trust them enough to open up when they clearly don't care. Why do I vent to those who don't want to hear it? I'm tired of trying to release things and just being overlooked. Am I alone?
Why did I ever believe that opening up would be a good idea or thing. I should of just kept it in. I should of continued to hide it all. Doesn't matter anymore though cause I'm too numb to truly care about my feelings right now. I help those I can but clearly that's a waste when whenever I need someone there the most they dissappear on me. I just need someone but there is no one.
I'm alone, I'm all alone. No one to help me, no one to show me how to be strong. For now I will just have to bottle up til I find someone who truly cares or I crack the bottle and it all spills out. No one cares rn but
It's Whatever
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It's Whatever
Randomjust a book where i write sad angsty things i feel, very deep stuff. Sometimes maybe some happy things like love or just really happy things
