I have a boyfriend, i have a lovely mum but what? I'm not happy. Something miss me. Maybe love. Father's love or my grandma,you know... She was my all. But she died. It was sucide and its been almost 5 years and i'm still thinking about my sucide
I miss the old times when I was little. Life was beautiful. We did not realize all the problems. But now that we are older, we have to face all these problems. Broken heart, prolonged night, depression, rape, anorexia, reluctance to live. We must live with this. Yes, we could fix this ... suicide, right? No, we will not do this. We will rise again and again, we will face it and overcome it. So stand up from the bed where you've been lying for weeks and hurting. Show the world and especially yourself that you have it. Because it is. We'll make it