Nothing Special
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Última publicación jue, jun 17, 2021
Childrens being abused, womens are dying, peoples are using drugs... Maybe everytime you breathe, someone dies. Every hour, someone tries to commit suicide, and unfortunately, they success... Lots of LGBTQIAP+ members give up on life because of homophobic people. Some people can't stand living in this shithole. Maybe someone is crying now, helpless, hopeless... Some people keep silent to bad things. They don't try to prevent...
And you know what is the worst part? It's all are just ordinary things...
It all slowly becames normal. Of course it's not normal, but it all becames a part of our lives. Ask yourself, do you try to prevent deaths, do you actually help someone, do you wanna tear apart every piece of your body, do you wanna cry, do you wanna die..?
You know why people die? They can't find a reason to live... Just a little reason maybe can keep them alive, but unfortunately, there isn't. It all hits hard, isn't it? Realising how bad the world became...
Maybe they die to set their soul free...
Do you sometimes think that maybe crazy people are actually the real normals?
I don't know what's real anymore...
I don't know what to feel anymore...
#51 in hopeless 15th May 2021
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