Hmm
Forgot about this place for awhile.
seen from Saudi Arabia
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Hmm
Forgot about this place for awhile.
2019
I wonder if I would make it through today if I was sober. No meds. No substances. This year needs to be better. Not worse.
I haven’t posted sense last year...
Is there something wrong with me?
Am I easily forgotten and replaced? Did I ever matter? Do I ever get to be important? Am I wanted? Or needed? Does this have a pay out? Is feeling like this going to be worth it? Will hating my own existence ever make it easier? Can you see me through the cracks in my mask? Can you see that I’m holding on with bloody finger tips?
How long will you allow yourself to suffer?
Well, as long as it takes of course.
I hate this.
I hate feeling. I hate thinking.
Fuck
Fuck feelings. Fuck thinking. Fuck not being enough.
When is it my turn to be happy...?