In a hallway

It's so annoying. Make my life star or make my life end. I don't want to be in the middle anymore, just slowly dying.

To-do-list-if-I-don't-commit-suicide-first:

-Learn photography.

-Buy a really good professional camara.

-Travel around the world taking pictures. (Mostly nature)

Don't give a fuck.

I am small and the world is big

I am small and the world is big

All around me is fast-moving

Surrounded by so many things

Suddenly, suddenly

How does it feel, to be..

Different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel, to be..

Different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel?

I am young amd I am free

But I get tired, and I get weak

I get lost and I can't sleep

But suddenly, suddenly

How does it feel, to be..

Different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel, to be..

Different from me?

Are we the same?

How does it feel?

Would you comfort me?

Would you cry with me?

...

How does it feel?

How does it feel?

You're different from me, different

How does it feel?

How does it feel?
You're different from me

A nice story ★

As a matter of fact, we are always infinitely and utterly Alone.

Being alive is quite scary, isn't it?

A million tons

Why such a fucking ridiculously enormously, unbearable amount of depressive frustration? So huge it breaks me. Full of thoughts I can't shape, ideas that won't escape.

Mandar a la ***

Tengo un constante e imperioso deseo de mandar todo bien bien a la mierda. (Bueno, no es tan constante a veces es más fuerte, pero como estar está. ) Y por el momento no lo hago por un pelo. Y me siento a punto de explotar.

Her

I want to hide. I want to blame everyone else but I can't. I just can't stand her! She makes me really sick. And she is there and she is real like the huge pain on my throat and headache are real. She hates everyone but she hates me the most. I don't know why, I don't even know what does she want anymore. I try to hide but she finds me every time. I am defenceless. And I know the only way for this war to end is with one of us dead.

Fill me

Just fill me. With anything. I don't care even if it is pain, as long as I'm filled. As long as I feel.