I've always known I'm not a nice person. Sometimes you feel it in your guts. Or more like you know it.
People cry when they fail a test because they're sad.
People laugh when that watch a comedy because it makes them feel lighthearted and happy.
People frown when they can't understand how something works. They ask for help, for an explanation.
I don't. I don't frown because I can understand and even when I don't, I just can't.
I don't laugh because I'm lighthearted and happy but because this is what people do.
I don't cry when I feel sad. I don't feel sad. I just feel empty.
I'm moving through motions and that's it. When my looking glass broke, so did everything else.
I realise this is what most teens say. Our generation... is all about depression. This is not a depression. This is how life looks like now. Our phones are glued to our hands and because of that our lives are strongly connected to those devices.
I wish I could go back to times when everything was simpler. When I thought I was nice because I shared my cookies with someone.
Pathological liar. I hate that thing about myself. Why can't I be pure?
I fucked up my innocence. Fuck you.
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Spiritual"It does not belong to any family of elements, and though it is a nonmetal, it appears on the left side of the periodic table with the metals. The other elements with it in Group 1 form the alkali metal family, but obviously, hydrogen does not belon...
