Sometimes you feel like crying, crying over your past, crying over what you have lost, crying over your own pathetic self that you've become.
Crying over what I used to do.
Crying over that pathetic past in which you used to beg for every that thing you love.
I sometimes feel like, a part of me is left somewhere, a part of me is here alive, doing what life asks it to do.
Doing it so nicely, but non chalantly, still feelimg incomplete inside.
Not feeling happy, literally not..
PEOPLE DIES, & feelings dies with them, I just hope this feeling of being rejected, being pathetic, being incomplete will soon pass as well but not with my death.
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DiversosHighest Rating: On 18th April, 2020= #5 in Wonders On 18th April, 2020= #6 in Human nature This Amazingly Beautiful Cover was made by @HumorGurl :) ********** So basically this is a rant book, about some things that I daily think or wonder.... About...
