Its funny, people these days always say how they aren't gullible. They are lying to themselves and everyone. They always believe two words. "I'm fine" they have believe these words for as long as I can remember. I say I'm fine but really, I'm not. I'm breaking inside but say I'm fine. How can they not see it in my eyes. I'm being torn apart by only a few people. I could actually see a future where I'm not in pain, thinking that suicide is the only way out. All it took was three words. Three little words that could of helped me. "I love you." All the people that I wanted, no needed to say it didn't. Now I'm just empty. I literally have nothing left. All my friends are gone. The only reason I'm still here is for one person to say those three words. They are the only person I deeply care about. And they won't even read this. I'm just so done. But I can't leave, not yet anyway.
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Random{{Caution}} There will be some depressing things in here, please do not judge me in anyway. But this is pretty much just a place for my thoughts/drawings/poems/songs to go.
