As I stare at my blank ceiling, feeling nothing. For a love one just died, and I feel affected cause of it. No one knew it was coming.
But yet I knew something was wrong. There wasn't enough time for it to stop.
She claimed she loved me dearest.So attached, I cry.
Lying here. Staring at a familiar ceiling.
The fans spin.But yet I want the world to vanish.They. are no more. So now I just wish to perish.
Goodbye loved one.
There's nothing I can do about it. Except feel so fucking hopeless.I blame myself.
It's all my fault.
I hate myself so fucking much.
I just want my suffering to end.I want this fucking torment from this god to stop.
It's always one fucking thing after another.
Everything is nothing but pure fucking torture.
Life is fucking meaningless trash. I hope the fucking world burnsI hate to come off as an edgy 14 year old, but that's how I'm coming off aren't I?
Sadly as a 20 year old this makes me look absolutely fucking pathetic.