When did all the things that are supposed to matter become the things people just throw away
I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I can’t stop feeling, and it’s too much
How can sadness be so physically painful
And it’s strange
This sadness can be.
I don’t know who I am anymore
Sometimes you just realise nothing is good enough..
IS NOONE GOING TO MENTION HOW HARD IT IS TO MAKE DIRECT EYE CONTACT? DO YOU STARE IN THE LEFT OR THE RIGHT IDK
YOU STARE A LITTLE BIT BELOW THEIR GLABELLA! TO THEM IT LOOKS LIKE YOU’RE MAKING EYE CONTACT BUT YOU’RE NOT
WHAT THE LORD JESUS IS A GLABELLA