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Flowers don’t tell, they show.
my heart is too damn heavy
Apart from You (Mikio Naruse, 1933)
when does life get better. when.
i dont like this feeling
i want to end it
truthfully i think ive given up on life. kinda hope and expected to just die by something. it gets harder to move on each day, each year, watching everyone around me age and slowly get taken out one by one before it becomes my turn.
for someone like me, there will never exist a space where I can live happily.
Once you figure out life, it gets more complicated. Then it throws some of the most craziest obstacles again and again until you die huh.
kinda does feel like im invisible. ion think anybody could understand me fully.
5/13/2022
maybe im the problem
please. why is it when life gets good, there is always someone, a demon that ruins it.
I’m Sorry I wasn’t good enough. I lost a part of myself giving everything to you
Time is moving too fast. I’ve forgotten a lot of things. I forgot my place in life. The sad truth in this all is that I lost a part of myself. I lost a good chunk of the person I am. It can either be a good or bad thing depending on how myself and others see it. I’m never the same person as I was last year although certain characteristics are retained. Ex., I’m still the sad boy with depression. Maybe this is the period of my regression, but I know I will bounce right back up. man, how does it feel to be normal? to be free from being enslaved by my own thoughts and mind..