I swear I'm crying inside.
I don't have tears because I use them everytime and they trickling to my inner face.
Or maybe I'm crying backwards.
I get the water from the outside and they flowing to my eyes to my tear sack.
I want and can't.
It's so infuriates.
Maybe that why I cut.
Instead of crying tears I cry blood from my wrist.
The worst part that my tears flowing from the stupid things or the most triggering things, it's impossible to cry when I should because my body against my heart & my head.
I'm happy with my 24 Facebook friends.
I pick them all and defriend people almost all the time.
24 kids and in my class (includes the ones without Facebook) is 31.
I feel that I have privacy and only the people that need to know, know.
There's so much I ignore and it's so good to be out from this society.
And one of the worse things on Facebook is people who likes their own posts.
It's just stupid, and so does for photos and etc.
I hate some people in Facebook.
Like all the girls who takes their own photo like 30 times and everytime effects and with every photo about 100 likes and above 50 comments.
I can't wait that some pedophile from their 376219736935679102874031561089546 friends share them in some pervert site and they would be humiliated.
They don't know a thing about real life.
Starting with common humanity suffer icon, Amanda Todd.
The worst they do is writing a status "I wanna die" they are don't know what is die and pain and what they think the mean of death, of suicide.
Die from bore and writing it this way it's just insult for people who mean it.
I died inside and got back alive after my elixir has found.
Such a shame it's temporarily...
I'll wish for myself to a dream night.
Maybe about being with Lilith and ruin hearts in love and make Itay suffer as I did duffer.
Maybe about being someone for a day.
Maybe to be in Summerland (from Blue Moon the book) and go to the temple-study-place.
Maybe to ask and getting answers from people I don't know their minds.
Maybe I'll find something intreting to write about as a book
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