are.
These are days when I feel more and more heavy when the TV wake me, days when things I feel I've done wrong and I messed up were in my mind over and over again cynical and hurtful way, when I feel that anything I say is answered by a shocking cry of any other person, who would be happy locked in my habitacióny not leaving ever, I feel that misanthropy to be the only escape for all who know they hurt me, I feel angry when I feel that nobody listens to me, I do not want to end the day never to repeat the entire next daye. .. Notably
yes, I feel inutilísima now. I feel cheated, stalked, criticized, ridiculed and Laughed. I feel a clown ridicule of those who go to parties for children who just laugh and make fun of Ely will spoil all the tricks and throw all his paintings to jardí n, and if they're thrown into a lake or a pool, depending on the location of the party. I feel now as if I was there, hidden, and plenty of children around me sink my head just trying to drown ... because I know, right? Well, I have a huge terror of suffocation.
& Eacute; These are the times when I wanted to be brave and take a stake and nail to many in the chest, not caring that I qualify for murder or not. Are the moments when frustration prevents me from myself feel inspired to do absolutely nothing that I like, including writing, which would be my more sedentary activity physically speaking.
Y are those moments like I have an intense hatred for myself. These are the pages of my life I would give anything to be able to incinerate and dispose of vacuum, never to think about them.
-Hater.
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