I have school in 2 hours and I haven’t slept yet. God, I think I’m going insane. I’m trying hard to be normal but my dreams and worries are too big for me to handle. I don’t want to live like this, why was I created like this? I’m filled with hopes but nothing goes right. Why are you giving me hopes if nothing I wish will come true? I feel sick or feel nothing at all. I’m dead because I try so hard to stay alive. There’s a pressure in my stomach; not because of hunger or insomnia. I have the world stuck in there.
it is both a burden and a blessing, to feel everything as deeply as i do.
5am; shitty coffee, an empty beach and my camera
Don’t lose your will to stand
When you look upon your empty hands
All you see is deep spill inside your heart
It’s a brand new life with a brand new start
So soft and soulful