I'm sorry but I won't be able to post much anymore. There's stuff going on but hopefully it'll stop. Thank you for supporting me and I love you<3
They and me
I walked towards the edge. The air on top was pleasant and the city is busy. I saw a figure running over and hugging someone. My vision became blurry and I smiled through the tears. Everyone felt loved. Even though I have a family, even though my problems are nothing infront of those of many others, even though I am not being tortured, I don't want to be here. Falling from this height would definitely kill. People think those who die are selfish. Leaving behind those who cared and leaving behind the life given to them. I don't think so. Because I understand. They don't feel loved, they don't have the strength to go on, they are too wounded to go on. At some point they just stop caring. They want to trust but those in the past that they trusted, gave them a reason not to. They want to forgive, but they know they will get another knife stabbed inside them. They want to love, but they know everything ends. No relationship lasts. They want to scream, but they know no one wants to hear. They want to cry but the tears have all been used. They are not selfish, you made them how they are. They are sensitive, really sensitive, but they show they don't care. They don't want people to see their weak and vulnerable side. They are not monsters, they are just people who want to be cared for.
