My mind is chaos
I want to be happy. I want to know I’m want. I want someone to get me, so my melodrama can be appreciated.
One the internet I have all those things. Why can’t I be happy? I should be happy instead of feeling like a fucking weight is crushing my chest every minute of ever day.
I want to be able to cry. If I could cry, I’d cry myself a fucking lake to drown in. I’m so isolated and miserable. I want to be able to be me but I really fucking can’t.