What is life? What is hell? In my opinion they're one in the same. Did you ever think the reason life is so fricking miserable, is because it is hell? Life is tiring. Are you ever tired of life itself? I want to stop trying to be the person I'm supposed to be. Just stop and feel nothing for a few days, you know? I'm tired of feeling like a failure. Like a mistake. You make more mistakes that corrections, so what if we are a mistake? Maybe I'm the only mistake. I just want to go to sleep, and stay there for a little while. Hide on my little coven of darkness. But honestly, no amount of sleep could cover how tired of life I am.
Maybe, when your done crying, the reason you feel emotionless right after, is because emotions are a lie. Maybe all our emotions are lies, and we are dark, creatures, waiting to pounce, and make others miserable. Emotions are artificial things, stopping us.
I feel alone.
Not physically.
Just...
Alone.
