Why?
God why?
He's hurting me so much, by sending one message.
I asked u not to, why??
You have zero consideration to my pain. All that matters is your dick and the fact that you feel a gentleman cause you said you dont want to hurt me.
Please please listen to my aked heart and stop.
And the name, big black bold letters.
Can't get the picture out of my head.
My mom's tears, my dads face, the crowded house.
Fake smiles, hypocrite hugs, my siblings silent, my friends anger.
And my name..... Just there. This time I'm not crying.
I hope for myself at the end of 2025 to be.......deep.
I wrote the letter.
I have the plan.
It's waiting for the right time.
The realization I've become selfish enough, that I don't care about the pain they will gain.
And the funny way I wake up and go to work as usual, like nothing almost happened yesterday.
Its a scary place to be when everyone around you is telling you how good you're doing, and then when you are alone by yourself at night, you look in the mirror and you dont feel like your doing anything.
When we asked the women if they prefer to be stuck in the forest with a bear or a man, we all answered the bear.
For a girl this answer was abvious.
The men didn't understand and got affended.
Today I'll ask the men. Do you rather be stuck with a bear or P-Diddy?
Understand now?
Behind all the anger,
behind all the trust issues,
was just a girl who wanted to feel something to someone at least once.
When Damon Salvatore said "The best way to not get your heart broken is to pretend that you don't have one "
And it all made sense now.
I have turned people into home's and ended up homeless.
I think i hit the point in life where I'm just done.
I cried and tried, but everything is crashing down.
My demons are taking over again, and this time I'm too tired to fight.
