I'm sad. I don't want to be sad. I can't help what I feel.
I'm lost. I have lost myself. Well, the happy version. The sad version of myself is quite the opposite of lost. The sad version of myself takes over my once happy soul and eats me alive in the night. The night is violent.
I would like to say I am a happy person but lying is not something I like to do.
I feel as if I am drowning in my feelings and I don't know how to swim. I have been taken over by my thoughts. Negative phrases crawl through my brain during the depth of the night. My thoughts consists of negative thoughts of myself of course. Its hard to believe when people complement you. For me anyway. Its easier to accept the fact that my dark thoughts will never leave. My demons won't leave me alone. I will forever be lost.
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A book of thoughts
Randomthis is just a book of my personal thoughts. I think it will help me get through my twisted and sick life. THIS IS NOT FOR ATTENTION. IT IS FOR MY VERY OWN SELF HELP. I AM NOT AN ATTENTION SEEKER.
