I'm tired and I want to cry
I'm a mess and I been wanting to die
I hate being with people and seeing them form lasting connections when I can barely maintain my own self preservation
It's exhausting and I'm stuck wondering is there something wrong with me? Am I so emotionally unavailable and my friendship is just so unattainable and am I just so unstable that friendships and relationships just isn't something written for me?
2 years moving forward but I'm still in the place
Everyone's discovered themselves and met people likewise, they know who they are and they've found people to fit in with.
Everyone has their circle of friends to create memories and I have my four white walls that's left me an accessory, a summary of my own personal jeopardy.
This is not who I am, I've lost my identity to an abyss of untidy thoughts depicting suicidal moments and how I'm come across
I need a second hand remedy to grant me clemency. Done with the lack of appraise for the baby steps taken towards a life of disdain.
It'll get better
It'll get better
The exhaustion will pass eventually
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Guess Issa journal
RandomRead the title dimwit. I'm just gonna be chattin bout anything I wanna get off my chest. A lot of depressing shit so don't read if you're a lil bitch and tryna avoid them "vibes".
