A record for my future self...did i find a happy place?
Probably the only place i know where i can write about how hopeless i feel and how i want to love and be loved and know that i have the chance to be heard but won’t. just a voice and no echo and not a friend in sight. maybe i should move to another country and try my luck there before i die from this place and the cycle of self destruction and self loathing ins this city of 5 million people and i cant find even one person to connect with. i have tried being the chameleon, the asshole,the party goer,the religious guy,the reliable helpful guy and any other persona i can muster to find a place i can be accepted. at the point now where the only family that is willing to even talk to me wants me to leave them alone.i don’t know just let me sleep while i still have dreams that make me feel alive.
