99.9% of the time I'm thinking about the past. It's not like I necessarily want to, but I'm FORCED to because of my mind.
I could be minding my own business, trying to do work or something and BAM out of nowhere my mind reminds me of shit that I've done like ten years ago that I regret and I feel MISERABLE for the rest of the day.
And since I'm the quiet kid, no one tries to talk to me because they all think that I'm either fine or pissed off. When, in reality, I'm not and I need someone to talk to.
I'm broken inside and I need someone to be there for me...but no one seems to care enough about me to try....
I miss the days when I was....me...and actually okay.....Can't I just jump back in time please?
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The Quiet Kid's Diary
AléatoireThis story is basically me writing down my feelings. Enjoy with caution. Some content may be too graphic for some readers. Always practice self love and don't forget to spread kindness to others as well. Love you guys.
