Days are becoming repetitive. Things I wished I had forgotten in the past have come back to haunt me once more. I am afraid of the past, the present, and the future that is to follow. Our youth is being wronged by those supposed to teach us, comfort us, and save us from whatever danger is coming to hurt us. They aren't doing that, except hurting us for their content. They pretend to acknowledge us... » Continue Reading
Sometimes I get jealous about other people's possessions, just how they're able to maker their living space feel like their own. My room is pretty basic, blue and black walls, A door that hasn't been changed since I can remember, a bed with a broken bedframe. The cabinets are filled with clothes that I'll never wear, piles and piles of clothing on the walls that I'll also never, I'll never be comf... » Continue Reading
Back when my mental health was at my lowest I would get this intense urge to look upwards. Not move my head and look at the sky but my eyes just randomly going into my skull It was strange and exciting. » Continue Reading