I thought this would mean a new year, a new life! But all it is, is a bad start.
The Two friends I had last year are trying to kill themselves. One over dying over a boy, and the other over a girl.
I find someone that likes me, and I like them. But feelings for other people are still there.
I miss my best friend, and I wish he would still notice me. But he always goes to her not me. But I know things will get better.
I'm now questioning the thought of living, not everyone in my familu is in good financial support, friends are starting to disappear.
What do I do? I don't know what to anymore? The voices, the monsters, there all still there.
I still enjoy sitting in the dark. All alone. It doesn't bother me one bit.
I put on a fake smile, hide every ounce of sadness in my body, laugh it off, and then everyone is okay. If I open out to the world, and tell them just how depressed I am on the inside, then they get hurt. I don't want to pass my curse onto them. A curse where you can't love anyone with out hurting them.
Help me, please.
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The Diary Of a physco?
Fiction HistoriqueI am pretty Sure I'm a physco, based on all of the other people, I'm the only one that can see, everyone else is blind by power and ego.
