“You ain’t fixing shit, just let them numb their pain til they can fix themselves.” 

You are not special. Sorry.

It felt good to not care what anyone think of you. I had that when I had no one.

It’s hard to love yourself, when you look like your parents a little bit more as everyday you wake up.

I wish I was as ignorant as I was yesterday. I wish I didn’t feel anything. I wish I was the most ignorant person ever, then I would be forgived by my moral, my conscious, my guilt.

I am bad with words. Sometimes I don’t know what they means, most of the time, matter fact. But I use it anyway because they r just words.

It’s only today I realize how much emotions have built up. I haven’t had a day to care. I feel bad about myself everyday and especially today, I live by scraping the scraps.

It’s only a difference when you can see more.