I think about killing myself most days of the week. Sleeping takes these feelings away even if it’s just temporary.
The matrix, magnus, hand it over Die Die Die Fall Fall Fall And with that, unicron my master, I shall make you my slave
Galvatron
I wish people cared more about comforting me like I constantly go out of my way to comfort them. then somebody does something that makes me think “wow, maybe this is the first real person to also recognize me as a human being. maybe they actually care.” and Im never right . they just want more. I am drained of empathy and compassion at this point, two things I always thought I was good at
