I can't do this anymore. I promised myself to study but here I am, in bed. What could I do? I scroll. Facebook. Facebook has loads of depressing shits. Some trigger shits, some just made me pour. I'm tired, I want to study, but with the.face without being able to pretend, I can't get.off bed. Closing my eyes make it worse.
I can't do this anymore.
What is wrong with me. I scrolled down to.the bottom, I found myself archiving four individuals. Four most mentioned people in my blog. Three besties, and a fucking ass, him.
I know he's not worth my time anymore. Why do you wanna spend your day crying in bed for a piece of shit who returned your effort by being an absolute ass. There's no answer to that, cuz you don't. You don't put any effort in those.kind of people. You don't waste your life trying to show.him that you care, cuz he doesnt.
What's so sad about that?
Nah no.nothin g.
I wanna break my fist.
That's punishment for being an idiot.for eight months.
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