B.

Those who knew me spoke of my sorrows, and those who did not said I was seeking something…
Reklam
I spent most of my life drifting… never really knowing who I was, or what I was meant to be.
Feelings
Good people get hurt, bad ones walk free, and things just happen. Chaos within an infinite, spiraling cosmic circus. The only thing we can do is have faith in us, find beauty in the pain, and laugh as much as possible.
Time went by but ıt didn't pass
The devastation of it all is weighing on my shoulders. I can barely carry it anymore… This terrible, awful truth I hold is so very exhausting. Whether I feel different or not, it doesn’t matter. I can run from every person, every place that reminds me of my past, but it’s still always there. Distraction, denial, avoidance… they don’t work. Because I’m still broken inside, and nobody fucking cares.
Feelings
If anyone has a vial of poison they’d like to slip into my coat pocket, now’s the time.
Feelings
Reklam