The idea of him I always liked.
I am in delusion again, I know it. I know the end is gonna be bad. It is making me restless again, I had that feeling before. It is almost as if. As if, all I can think about, is him. Not cool I know. I am so disappointed in myself...As if I had not suffered enough...Why am I making this choice again?
What is the point anyway.
My academics aren't improving, I almost want to cut myself again. But I am not alone in my room right now. I have to act sane. But how can I explain.
I am not so sane anymore.
There's everything wrong with me, upside down and nobody gets it.
How loud I want to cry.
Nobody gets it....I am done with life. I want no more. No more.
I am in delusion again, I know it. I know the end is gonna be bad. It is making me restless again, I had that feeling before. It is almost as if. As if, all I can think about, is him. Not cool I know. I am so disappointed in myself...As if I had not suffered enough...Why am I making this choice again?
What is the point anyway.
My academics aren't improving, I almost want to cut myself again. But I am not alone in my room right now. I have to act sane. But how can I explain.
I am not so sane anymore.
There's everything wrong with me, upside down and nobody gets it.
How loud I want to cry.
Nobody gets it....I am done with life. I want no more. No more.
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