All these photos are not me anymore, i'm someone new each new day, i'm someone worst, my body rot in the true period of adulthood though my mindset is so childish, i can't bear seeing me decaying, my stomach hurts and i feel bad wherever i go, i consider slowly disapear from everyone, just hide myself in my hole and if the pain in my chest become unbearable i will act to kill it. (feelings at 12H21, saturday 18 of july)
(why is that important?! : because i couldn't imagine to be appreciated, loved; and i will feel inferior to my friends and the people around!)
(the song "running joke" put on a bunch of my photos that's some twisted self derision, what is happening to me.)
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