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Mood: erase entire existence and disappear
i get so overwhelmed by the fact that if i wanted to i could change (nearly) every aspect of my life. everything in life is so temporary and transformable…all i have to do is get up
Is it true? Are boys all the same? I honestly just want an answer. I love my boyfriend. I would hate to think he is just using me. I thought we were like two best friends and now i am truly wondering if i am as niave as everyone else. Are boys all the same?
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i want to kill myself. I have decided. I want to go.
I don’t want to hurt him though, he has already been through this.
I don’t care about anyone else- they won’t care- but him
I was happy before you and I am happy with you or I think I am but then i get here & all you care about is your phone & your friends & your weekend and you tell me you love me and I am number one but why am I the one sitting here when I could be doing something else waiting for you because I just want to be around you nothing makes sense i should use apostrophes waaa poo
i don’t know what is wrong with me at the moment- contain yourself lucy, don’t worry, stop stressing, calm down. Why can I never be content- why am I always searching for problems? Why am I continuously looking for something to be sad about when I could, in fact, choose happiness. Why am I happy from monday to thursday and then by friday I am scared. Why do I live my life for my boyfriend and he clearly doesn’t do the same for me?
Sunset at Millennium Green in North Hykeham.
I do not want to talk to anyone, be around anyone, just alone. Everyone else hurts me. I am so sick of being hurt. I am so sick of pain. I am physically and emotionally drained of caring about anything. My whole existence is completely invalid. We are microscopic on the earth, we are just ants ruining our big ant farm. My problems aren’t valid. I am not valid. I should just die.
I am in shatters. Everything is numb. I have never felt like this before. I want to throw myself down staircases, run in front of cars, drink myself into paralysis.
Sketchbook: cascade in spring and winter. Suhaylah H. (2016)
The third of my series Human Island. The story behind these works in my new blog post! www.luisarivera.cl/blog / La tercera de mi serie Human Island (Isla Humana). La historia de estos trabajos está en el nuevo post en mi blog! www.luisarivera.cl/blog
Found this on a walk and now it's disappeared again
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