I lost all sense of care. I'm broken and I'm lost. I don't know where to go anymore. I just know I'm moving. I had my chance at another hopeful relationship and I shunned it. And I ruined it for another false hope. I sold my heart and soul to a girl who considered it just another source of love. And history repeated itself with another girl and another girl when I tried to be genuine. This is my life and reality. I'm screwing myself over... But I don't have a close enough relationship with other people or friends or Dad. I've been alone this whole time. I've been alone. And I lost myself to time. And I lost myself to overthinking. And I lost myself to silence. And I lost myself to this world. I'm lost. I'm a child. I'm broken. And I just want to find a place to call home. And I want a warm place to die...
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Compass (2018)
Random"Fate, is nothing other than the allowance, and passing, of your present circumstantial reality to dictate all potential future outcomes." - Me, myself and I.
