Everyday I live my life as a lie. Yeah we all lie right? Some worse then others. I lie about my Happiness, my urge to live, I lie when I say “I already ate.” or “I’m not hungry.” My whole life is jus an existence waiting to vaporize into the air, I’m not living, I’m just breathing, existing. Maybe I’m dramatic, but never an attention seeker.
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I always feel like this! (I know I probably didn’t help you, but, then again, I never help anybody, the worthless failure of a daughter that I am.)
Hey, I’m not sure if you will ever see this but I’m the same person who wrote the confession and I want you to know that You’re loved, you might not Know it but you mean so much to somebody okay? whether you know them or not you mean so much to somebody.