of life and thoughts
isnt it kinda sad that you're starting to hate yourself because you feel estranged in the sea of people that you recognise and know. maybe you're just so different from others that you're perceived as an anomaly? isnt it kinda sad that the one person you're hoping to understand you, to console you, doesnt seem to understand you? maybe it's the expectation that disappoint you so much. you try to be mindful of others, yet it doesnt seem it goes the same way around, why are you being so kind to your friends and others when they dont even give a shit about you. i'm tired of this world and i hate myself. it's tough to love yourself when throughout all your life, you don't know what pure love is like, what pure love directed towards you is like. you then grasp for the air and shout for help towards the sky hoping that someone, maybe someone, can hear you and held their towards you, to help you from drowning of self hatred. but you never did received any han...