It's almost 3 in the morning and it's new years eve. My anxiety and depression starts kicking in when we stopped to have some food around strangers that are paying for me. The night was quiet, cold wind blew my face and I swallow the sorrow into my body. being a third wheeler wasn't great after all. For the first time I felt lonely with my own company. I called her but she was far away in a different dimension. Flying away under the influences of alcohol. I never did realised what I got myself into until I ended the call. I'm embarrassed of myself, I hate myself. Being in love was once a beautiful thing but now it's just pain. Me being in love is just a joke to society. They see me as my past, never the present. Eventually i'll get left again or I leave that person because of my unstable emotions. What a fucking retard.
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Oblivion
DiversosOblivion - It's basically me expressing my stupid feelings. Nothing interesting just stupid random depressing crap. If you dislike it i understand. I hate it too. I only write for fun and i'm tired of keeping what i feel deep inside. I don't feel li...
