A prayer at night won't do any good in the morning. You struggle with life so much and thinking if u have a purpose living in it. You keep asking yourself what if. In the present, you can't trust anyone. People will continue judging you for being yourself. Why? Because it's what they do. They want to feel important to others. So, what's the point of this life, if you can't live in peace? You start thinking if anyone's going to miss you when you'll be gone. You start doubting yourself and hating evrything you do.
Because...maybe life isn't for everyone.
I know for sure it isn't for me. Not anymore.
For my mom, wasn't either. Same goes with my dad.
I'm not perfect, so..
Imagine an antisocial depressed girl with colourful hair, wearing black clothes, pale skin, freckless on it, veins in sight then the only friend she has, is music, beating herself up just for not being good enough. Afraid of getting close to some people, because she's too afraid to feel, and she is scared of loving someone.
How can i love someone when i haven't learn to love myself? And so, i started to think about taking my life from this world. I'm thinking about it so much at night. What's the point, anyway? The grass will continue to grow. People will continue living. Flowers won't lose their smell. Everything will be the same..
No parents. No friends. No hope. No future. No life, and finally, no feelings.
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feelings || .
Short Story- her - " i'm not good with feelings.. " - him - " yeah, me neither.. "
