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My mind is doing that weird thing again. Yikes

No one ever listens


ever since I was a child, I’d been alone. Growing up an only child, the youngest of a far hearted family doesn’t sculpt you to be anything else. I don’t usually make a lot of friends, I think I scare them off.


Thing is, I’m stuck now, with myself I mean. I hate who I’ve become. I hate these secretes. It’s like my whole life is an illusion. And I just need something to tether me back to reality.


Maybe I do need a friend.


Maybe I am going insane.


Either way, I’m trying not to.


But maybe I’m trying too hard to control my brain.


Its reckless.


I don’t understand it.