I swear it sucks when you have no one to talk to about shits that you've bottled inside. All kinds of feelings are mixed; hate, anger, love, jealousy, sadness... I wish my heart would be different. I wish it wouldn't be so selfish. It only causes pain. FUCK this emotional shit. Seriously, it's hard.
I'm trying my best. I'm just different.
It usually happens when you're...
I can't continue...
