Thing to Remember:
They're not real. The people you talk to in your room are just fantasies of what you wish to be reality.
They're impossible, and you know that. But you're to stuck in their cobwebs to ever leave, and frankly, you don't want to.
Side effects include: crying at 3 am, wanting to leave this world (by any means necessary) euphoria for a period of time, parents judging you, and talking to people inside your head.
Conclusion/Diagnosis: I'm the "you" I mentioned. I'm insane and lonely. And to be blunt, I just want to stay in my room and talk to them, because the could be's are better than the what's gonna happen's.
And I'm sick of it.

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unwanted redemption
Şiir"Life is like a poem, never truly finished. But sometimes it's over before it even began, because sometimes a pen runs out of ink."-me