Depression
I just don't try to repair just go through apologizing just makes it worst. I am not going to tell the world that I am incomplete I don't need that sort 9f pitiful attention. I want to be seem strong and trying as hard as I can. That's all I want even if I am broken past fucking repairs.
Depression makes me miss stuff seat in bed for days on end shutting my phone and everyone with it. I can't just appear normal sometimes I am fine with it. I like to get lost in the stories in my mind than typing them out even though ik writing them will help me out. It's hard to do just that.
I am more of a dreamer and a teller right now. I am working on it. I have said that a lot with no result.
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