#sadnees
I get lost in my own head.
The truth can destroy you.
Because not all of them care about me and to know that, makes it even worse.
But maybe the thoughts are true and I’m not worth it.
Pretending to be okay is more destructive than all the drugs you’ve ever taken.
But even the prettiest look isn’t able to cover up a bad character.
The future is unknown. It is not worth knowing, because if the future is known then the future is established and therefore, not ours to create.
I’m too young to be this hurt.
Death can be suffering and release at the same time.
Time improves every skill.
Things can wound you but your own thoughts can kill you in a matter of seconds.
Sogar jetzt noch denke ich, dass es nur Lügen sind.
I wish I could be young forever, not for leisure but to keep trying until this works.
Party and drugs to forget everything
The reason why I keep my feelings to myself, is because I can’t explain them.
No one notices your pain until it’s too late.
My mood 24/7
“te, te elveszed tőlem az összes fényt
de, de aztán tűzijátékokat adsz
én, én éjjel-nappal arra gondolok, hogy elhagylak
de, de aztán te valahogy mindig megtalálod a megfelelő szavakat”
ava max - torn
az a baj, hogy nem vagyok boldog.
csak annak hittem magam
i can feel it getting bad again ):
why am I like this?
overthinking kills…
