Sometimes... Actually, most of the time, I think about dying.
Not bc it hurts but bc it is just... So satisfying to believe that everything will be alright in the afterlife.
My mind... It just, yk goes blank whenever I think that I could live more.
I don't want to. I don't want to live at all.
I can not take the pressure of being so perfectly pretty and flawless and that thing...
I am out of words. How can I not be? All I feel is the same old stuff and I have written about it so many times... Then how is that possible to find different words every time I write but I do... Somehow I do.
I write about it anonymously but everyone knows... Somehow everyone knows.
Aah! I wish it was that simple to heal your anxious mind, to not overthink, to be able to trust, to be alive without dying, to be sane and not cry, to be...
To be happy and not pitiful.
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Things I never said
RandomThis is just a collection of my thoughts. I'm writing this so that my mind would be at peace. Reading it can either help you or ruin your mood 😌 I would recommend "not to read" 💃 And yes! There might be some typos or grammatical errors, that's bc...
