Everyone sucks
And i'm not exaggerating, are you asking about the people i hold dear to me? the ones i call friend? yeah they suck, the people i don't hold dear to me, the people i don't call friend, they suck too, and i'm not excluded from the everyone honestly, i suck, because i hate myself for the expectations, they only breed false hope, i hate the longing and wanting i've punished myself with, the tears are now an after effect of false intuition, i suck, because i choose to suck, you think i don't want to be the epitome of perseverance and depression survival, more than anything i want that, to stop sitting here and feeling sorry for myself and having to realise every 5 hours that life needs to be lived, that sucks, i want more than this right here, cause this right here, right now, sucks.
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Until she was happy
PoezieHappiness is a privilege and i talk deep so this whole book is a possible trigger warning. Don't look at this as a way to find peace in your darkness, this doesn't offer that, look unto this as a way to hurt with someone else, and find peace in the...
