I am in a position right now where i want something else, but more so, i want something more, i know i say this a lot, but i'm tired of coming back to this position, of feeling sorry for myself, of being scared of saying my desires out loud, of feeling ugly or like i can't be loved, of drifting away from religion, of feeling like these bad things happening are my fault, of being so addicted to everything physical, of seeing other peoples lives and feeling bad about not having that, i just want better for myself, i just want to stop crying.
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Until she was happy
PoezjaHappiness 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...
