I knew myself my whole life but yet somehow
its like i don't know a single thing about the person that is living in my mind and is I.
I am both the person that is my closest friend and my biggest enemy.
I am always there for myself whyle throwing stones in my own way.
My head is spilling over with words yet my mouth is to dry to say a single word.
I know that there are people who have lives far worse than mine but everyone only knows how theire own lowest point trully feels, the world shouldn't be a place where it is a contest of pain.
Maeby i am the only one who waste time worries obout nonsense like that but no mind is the same, that dosen't have to be a bad thing tho.
The world would be boring if everyone was just the same.
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Midnight thoughts
RandomDo you know have so many thoghts that you just want to blur out but you just can't. Well i do, so this is just some midnight ranting. I apologize for possible grammar mistakes. It's Midnight after all and english isn't my first language. I also apo...
