Thank you Liling dabian.
This is an overdue picture, she actually got the eyedrops for me
before my bkk trip. And also both dresses fits me perfectly!
Love.
My entire life is a continuous cycle of convincing myself
that I can survive and then convincing that I can't...
I am not depressed. I can still smile at pretty things, and laugh
when jokes are funny. I can still talk to people and sometimes
enjoy nice days.
But when I go inside, when I am alone, there is something broken. And I fall into a sadness so sweet, that it engulfs me. I look in the mirror and I don't like what I see. And the tears always almost fall, when I'am falling asleep. And I miss something... that doesn't exist.
I'am not depressed, I've just been sad for awhile
but I can still find the lights.I can still smile.
I tell myself, "you're not alone,"
yet when i hey in bed at night my sadness envelops me rather than my blankets
and my head is propped up by a monster of thoughts rather than my pillows,
and by the weight in my chest, it feels as if the mattress is laying on top of me,
instead of the latter. And all I know through this confusion is when I sit up and
take a look around. The only person there, is me. and the only person who cares, is me.
and the only person who understands, is me.
And gosh, I feel so alone.
But no, even tho' he's lying right beside.
I feel as though my ribs are breaking apart
with the ache that's aching my tiny little vulnerable heart.
When I'm upset, I shut myself down.
I have no motivation for anything.
I tell myself that nobody cares.
even though I know some do (don't feel unfair)
I think about all of the negative things
I could possibly think of.
I give myself all the pain
thinking I deserve it.
I'm not sure why I do that,
but that's just how I am.
And it've been like that,
for far too long.......
Never forget 3 types of people in your life:
1 - Who helped you in your difficult times
2 - Who left you at your difficult times
3 - Who put* you in your difficult times
wo de fat
He came back with these on Monday! ^^
MY LOVE.
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