Empty, alone, like I have nothing, sick of crying myself to sleep every night. I’m trying desperately to hold on to the only thing ever to bring me true happiness, but that is quickly disappearing like everything else. Feeling pathetic…
couldn’t be a more accurate representation of the world. Why does the world reward cruelty and punish those just trying to do the right thing?
I guess I wasn’t supposed to take everything as seriously as I did. I thought it meant a lot. I thought I was special…but I guess I was wrong