I never understood why people went on and on about love and how it hurt people. I watched movies but never understood why they were hurt by the things that one person did. I thought it would never happen to me. I thought I was smart enough to avoid that and for some insane reason I thought it would be fun to experience something new and feel that. Now that it's happened and is happening, all I want to do is curl up in a ball and hide away from the world from the rest of the world or maybe just end it all.
I don't want to live anymore. I don't want this thing called life. Not because of him, but because I never realized how terrifying the future is and how everything I do and everything I say always seems to be the wrong thing. If it's not me pushing people away, it's them pushing me away. I don't know who my real friends are anymore. I don't want my family around anymore. I just don't want anyone anymore. I don't want to know what's in the future and what it has to offer, I couldn't care less. I'm not happy anymore. The only thing keeping me going is my sister but even she's starting to push me away. I talk to everyone about how my future's going to be like, about how I'm going to go to University and get a car, about the times we'll spend driving out in the bush and just chill, about having kids and getting married. I talk about it all, but I don't even know if I want to be alive to experience all that. Everyday is becoming a struggle and it just gets worse. I use to think about the future filled with determination and wanting this and that to happen. I think about the future now and all I see is nothing. I know I sound pathetic. But that's honestly how I feel.
im still here for you. i always will be, even if im a bitch sometimes.
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