No matter how many hugs and how many "I love you's" you get you'll still feel bad. Because it's not about if people love you.. It's about if you love yourself. And it's not about how many people surround you and take your mind of the pain. When those people leave you're left alone.. With all those things that tear you apart. And it's nice to have people care, trust me. But then you're brain will be like "no this isn't real, it's not possible to care because I'm me". And you're mental health just continues to tear you apart until there's nothing left.. But you keep fighting hoping it will get better. Never knowing if it will is hard, but I try to hope for the best.
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The Dark and Scary
Poesia"When people ask you how you feel, they don't actually mean you're feeling. People don't want to know the dark and scary" -sad multifandom These are words I'm too afraid to tell anyone I know. **these are my thoughts and if I use others words I wi...
