Part Twelve

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6/4/18 10:50 PM

Ever since all these things happened to me, I started bottling it up inside. Eventually feeling numb. I think this has made me more secluded and made me appreciate life more. But.. I like it this way. Just me doing my own thing. Minus the part of me being depressed and numb but, the rest is pretty fine.

Hah, who am I kidding?! Music and art is the only thing that's keeping me sane! I've been getting no sleep, no nothing. I've been basically starving myself. Never been talking to my friends. Bottling everything up.

"I'm fine." Seems like a meaningless word to me now.

6/4/18 11:00 PM

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