Yeah tired,
tired of being alone,of wanting to cry or to die, tired of everything, but why don't people notice it? and even if they notice, would they care ? No I don't think so, then why should I be careful ? why should I act like I'm always happy ? there are a lot of questions running inside my head. But all those questions haven't answers, in other words, they have but just fake answers that I try to lie to myself with, to make me less sad and less upset, and to keep myself away of the reality, the harmful reality. No one cares and no one will. Do I accept that or am I just trying to lie to myself again ? because I really still want someone to take care of me. I'm gonna stop here because I don't know what the hell I feel anymore. I just want to go far away where no one knows my name :")
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Short StoryDepressed, tired, anxious, and alone. Those feelings are unknown for some people that have never experienced them before. So I tried to make them a lil bit clear with this short story that divided into three parts. Some pieces of information that ha...
