All these years, and I still only pray to die.

26 years old, and I still have the same wishes as when I was 12 years old.

Same old, same sadness.

26 years old and I am still crying myself to sleep for the same exact reason I was since I am 12 years old. How can I be so pathetic? Fourteen years later, and I still wish I was dead. Would I ever stop feeling that way?

I miss you so fucking much.

Why did you break me?

Why did you give up on us?

Why did you give up on me?

Why?

I miss you so much

I miss our relationship

Please come back, I need you

You are tougher than your demons.

C'est difficile de nommer comment je me sens...je ne sais pas si ce que je ressens c'est négatif ou positif. Je me sens un pied de chaque côté, en équilibre entre la folie et la paix d'esprit. Will it ever stops?