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@lunacifer
“I’m fine”
Means “I’m not fine, I don’t sleep. My anxiety is on full swing, and in all reality I knew I was destined to be alone. There is a lump in my chest that keeps getting caught in my throat.” Yeah I’m fine, except the fact I can’t fucking breathe, and every thought is screaming “kill yourself” in their own silent whisper in my head. But yes, I’m fine.
- Sincerely, Mika
“And sometimes, I wish my parents let me finish taking the left over scripts I had with alcohol. Because I feel like I can’t do this anymore.”
Lunacifer
This emotion at the current time sits pretty hard with me, and makes me re-live memories I wish I never had.
Najlepszy serial 💊
Being not welcomed isn't a new feeling. When they treated you so poorly based on blind judgement. Matter of fact it's the feeling of bliss. A feeling of freedom, not being obligated to keep up with the joneses. So is not being welcomed by hypocrites really a bad thing?
Feeling unwanted isn't a new experience. It's an unwelcomed old friend...
"Born in solitude,
I know this is a life I must walk alone.
On a journey no one knows,
To a broken home I must go."
If I stop eating enough and lose enough. Maybe I'll finally be enough.
Separating yourself from the silly emotions that cling you to the world of humans, is one of the kindest gifts you can give yourself.
You really know how to make someone not feel included. Scary part is, you did it without even trying.
What's the idea of a perfect life?
Having my own property where no one can tell me no. Not living under someone else's jurisdiction. Not getting popped full of lies and promises to just be let down.
What do I want more than anything? My own fucking land and a house.
You sit quietly, while a war wages inside you. Contemplating your next move. Fight, or flight?
Hatred hits a different way, after it has been built over time.
Its always the same feeling