16th of October
The most tragic thing will always be two people so completely in love, unable to recognise the other loves them just as much as they love them and for one of them to disappear or die before the other could express their feelings.
Professions of love come too late and lost in the wind. That is the most tragic thing of them all.
25th of October
The more bullshit you spout to people the less they'll ever suspect anything else being an important or big part of your life and the less prying happens.
They can't know. It's not important anyway, others have it worse...
Don't be fucking selfish.
1st of November
You help other people to feel like you're doing something right or positive to compensate for the fact that your life is literally nothing. You are nothing. What do you get in the end? Nothing.
Nothing.
4th of November
It's always the same things.
"Useless."
"Bitch."
"Just like your mother."
"You make me sick."
"Stop being so calculative."
"I don't hate your friends, I hate you."
"You're a disappointment."
"Parasite."
"Hopeless bugger."
"You think you're pretty? You're not. You want to go fuck boys? Get pregnant? Be like your mother?" I can't even get anyone to like me back.
"Nothing."
Others have it worse... I'm trying... I tried.
5th of November
It's ok right now, I'm ok right now.
6th November
Sometimes I forget the things she says... and some things I remember to write down. It's easier to forget though.
It's not all bad, when it's good it's good... but when it's bad it's bad. Being in the same room or in the general vicinity? Better watch that fucking mouth and always be on high alert.
7th of November
Am I useless? Useless...
Am I like my mother?
Am I Nothing? Nothing...
9th of November
You are nothing.
10th of November
I am nothing.
11th of November
All I heard was Nothing.
12th of November
I feel so lonely, yet I'm not alone. Why do I feel alone? How do I stop it?
Don't let it out you selfish bitch.
I want to feel like I'm worth something. I don't want to be nothing. It's too late, it's always too late.
13th of November
I'm trying my best not to act like how I feel.
I'm not allowed.
- LMJ
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