I know nothing. Am just living a life with no goals. Am just lifeless, I can't cry at all. Nothing makes me happy. I feel helpless and guilty. I feel like shit. Am judged everyday.
Am just tired if everything
I'm dead.
YOU ARE READING
Slow Death
Short StoryThis book is my getaway, my escape, my feelings. It's utter shit but if you wish to read it you may :) Quite a lot of emotions,feelings that are depressed, hurt, confused, fucked up..suicidal.. //pluvio-nyctophile//
