To make it clear I don’t want to actually kms. I just want an attempt of it. Cuz then everyone will be afraid that you’ll be actually dead, and they just… treat you better (or don’t dare to do anything do you cuz they’re afraid), so, why not?
It’s raining outside. I’ve the urge to slash a blade across my wrists
How does it feel when you’re so confident in your ability that you’re willing to teach others, not feeling afraid that others will become better than you?
How does it feel when you live a trauma-free life and can just work things out?
How does it feel when your issues actually get the attention it deserved?
How does it feel when you’re mentally ill but still manage to function?
How does it feel when you don’t care about grades but somehow get the best grade in class?
How does it feel like when you’ve motivation to live?
I don’t know. I’ll never know cuz I’ll never be them. I realize this and I wanna cry but I can’t. I’ve this melancholic feeling in my chest. Stuck. Forever