There are days when I wake up feeling empty at just the thought of having to live another day. I hate to complaint but gawd i don't know who else to talk to , not that i don't have anyone to tell or lend a shoulder to me , just that i don't feel like talking bout it or mention a single teeny weeny word . If i had , i wouldn't be here typing my nonsense out to the world . It just hurts and i don't like feeling emotional unstable , weak and all . I always like how people compliment me being tough and strong but they always end the sentence with - don't get stress up and stop thinking so bloody much , you can do it and don't worry . Sometimes it's hard to see what the world has to offer beyond never ending problems, suffering, pain and utter sorrow. Sometimes it feels as if that's all there is to it. I don't know how long i can ever hang on with this feeling . It always settles in my heart and weighs it down to the pits of my tummy whenever my minds go erupting with thoughts and i go crazy and simply cries randomly right when I'm in the middle of something , the toilet , in front of the pc or either washing the plates . Now I'm stoning . cause I'm thinking bout it . again and gawd knows how many pimples I'm gonna get this time if i keep living up this kind of lifestyle , the sleeping late , the time i eat , the not working out , the shyts in my life . Its in a total complete mess .
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