Saturday, March 31, 2018
Cold Flames
Sunday, March 18, 2018
Raw
I criticized myself a whole lot more than people did of me. I feel like I never been really important to certain people who I love to the fullest. I don't know. Perhaps I don't give enough, that's why I don't feel enough. Oh I would love to blame the ups and downs of this hormone thingy. But nevermind. It would've been a lie if I said I never thought of getting out of this house and start over somewhere else alone, or another worst case of scenario, committing suicide. Just to see if there are people who really cry over me. I need to know, if there's at least one people who can't live without me. But thank God, I'm still sane and I'm not even gonna do anything that'll break the law in my religion. But yeah, that's what I feel when almost everytime it hits me. Knowing the fact that I couldn't even talked to someone about it, that's just very devastating to me. At this moment, I'd cry right away if I heard anyone asked me, "are you okay?". 'Cause I'm really not. I would appreciate it if the same question been asked to me like every single day, so I'll know that whenever I'm not feeling fine, there'll be a pair of ears and shoulders for me to lean on, to cry on.
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