I don't want it anymore
This it really does
And I'm through with it all. Everything.
It's garbage. You're garbage. She's garbage. He's garbage. And you're trying to mix me into this whole thing and make me feel guilty.
And then stop tightening on me like a robot. Not everyone is perfect. Stop hacking on them with a nail and a hammer. You're making it not fun anymore. It . It ing . You've made me feel like I need plummet. And I'm at the bottom. So thanks.
I'm so through with everyone and everything. This site, school, my parents, most of my friends, myself. I can't keep adding to the list. Something just needs to change for me. Everything just can't continue to get worse for me. I can't have it. I can't have it. I feel like I'm crushed. And I'm no hulk I'll tell you that. My shoulders gave out at the first thing. It's just a matter of time until it's becomes too heavy that I become a nothing and die.
It seems like the weights never lessens. It just keep growing and I have to keep up. But how can I when stuff turns to faster than I can catch it? My reflexes are slow as . I can't keep doing it.
If just one thing could change
I'm not being on this site for a bit. I'm not even going to use social media. I can't. I'm literally going to allow my phone to die and stay dead all weekend. So if you need me kkt or snap me before my phone dies cause I won't respond otherwise.
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