Sometimes… It’s just hard to keep pretending.
Pretending not to be hurt
Pretending not to be phased
Pretending not to be dying on the inside
Pretending not to want nothing more than to be Nothing at all.
&& now I’m tired. Tired of it all. And when I go to bed tonight, I won’t be wanting to get out of it in the morning. I almost liked it better when I was sleeping my life away…
These are my depressed thoughts. Feel free to read and disregard.
My Good days feel Far & Few between. But this day was a particularly good one. Sometimes it’s hard to pull yourself out the darkness. But im so grateful for the people who love an support me through this particularly tough time. ThankYou.
ι rəғυѕə тo pυт мy all ιnтo a nιgga тнaт нaѕnт pυт sнιт ιnтo мə.
Not Ours! Contact If yours!